The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“How’s your recovery?”

Kevin jumped straight to asking about her condition.

After the incident in River Town, Paige worried about stability in The Capital and had Kevin fly over to help Peak Club, keeping an eye on Rachel as well.

“Much better. I’m planning to return to The Capital in the next couple of days,” Paige said while rotating her neck.

Hearing this, Kevin laughed, “Looks like you’ve made it through this ordeal. You really are an indomitable woman.”NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Indomitable?

Not necessarily.

Paige knew the only reason she made it through was because Enrico had stayed by her side the entire time, never leaving for even a moment. He wasn’t someone who could easily comfort others, but he had tried every possible way to console her. There were things she never thought he’d do-like using shadow puppetry to cheer her up…

He was like a warm wall, shielding her from every storm day and night. If she still couldn’t pull through, it would have been disgraceful.

Lost in her thoughts, there was a long pause before Kevin started talking about the situation in The Capital.

“Rachel’s company launched several new medications that are selling extremely well, and their stock has seen significant gains,” Kevin said. “Plus, she’s been very active lately, meeting with numerous big names. I think your intuition was right-she’s probably planning something big.”

“Let her move. If she doesn’t, I’ll have to move her first,” Paige said calmly as she turned her body, catching sight of Enrico coming out of the hospital room. He was tossing an orange in his hand, a slight curve to his lips suggesting he was in a good mood. “Want some orange?”

That curve vanished the moment he saw the phone on speaker on the windowsill. His long, narrow eyes immediately darkened.

What a quick change of expression…

Paige smiled at him and gestured with her hand, silently signaling that she was on a call.

Enrico gave her a cold look, then turned to lean against the wall, crossing his long legs as he harshly peeled the orange.

Unaware of what was happening, Kevin continued discussing business. “Back then, you kept Rachel around to lure out Emery. Now that Emery’s dead, it’s time to deal with Rachel too.”

“Rachel isn’t much of a threat by herself, but now that Emery’s gone, the Folsom family will probably take direct control over her,” Paige responded. After all, placing a strong pawn in The Capital wasn’t an easy feat.

Jasper had subtly warned her during the funeral-reminding her not to get in the Folsom family’s way. They had the means and power to deal with her.

“If that’s the case, it could get tricky. The Folsom family operates overseas, and my network can’t dig too deep there. These days, there are emerging families from all over the world, and it’s hard to pinpoint exactly which one is theirs,” Kevin said.

Enrico leaned against the wall and threw a piece of orange into his mouth, his gaze cold as ice.

Paige glanced at him and continued, “No rush, we’ll take it step by step.”

First, she’d deal with Rachel, then handle the Folsom family.

Having survived River Town, taking her down wouldn’t be so easy now.

“It’s good that you’re thinking that way. I was worried you’d rush into things out of revenge, and that would cause problems,” Kevin chuckled.

“I won’t,” Paige said, glancing at Enrico and extending her hand to ask for an orange.

Unhappy, Enrico shot her a glare before stuffing the remaining half of the orange into his mouth, biting down so that the sweet juice filled his throat.

“…”

Paige was speechless. She turned to hang up the phone, but Kevin, as if remembering something, said, “By the way, I ordered a special recovery pillow for you. It’s perfect for someone who’s injured like you. Are you sure you’ll return to The Capital in the next couple of days? If not, I’ll send it over here.”

A pillow…

Enrico sneered as he looked at Paige, who not only didn’t decline but smiled and said, “Thanks. Just leave it in The Capital. I’ll be back soon.”

Enrico’s smile grew even colder.

Ha. She’s completely ignoring me.

“Alright then, you can use it when you get back. I won’t keep you, take care and heal up. We’ll talk when you return.”

“OK, bye-bye.”

Paige ended the call, only to turn around and find Enrico blocking her path. Startled, she instinctively stepped back.

Enrico’s face was stormy as he approached her, forcing her against the wall. He placed one hand beside her head, his eyes dark and menacing, lips curled in a cold smirk. “Paige, you’ve gotten really bold.”

Quite audacious indeed.

“…”

Paige remained silent.

“Is it that you can’t see me standing here, or have I given you the wrong impression that you can act this way?” Enrico’s eyes were dark with impending fury.

Paige, leaning against the wall, wasn’t frightened by his demeanor. Instead, she smiled. “I thought you’d grab my phone and smash it to pieces.”

“Why would I break your phone? Wouldn’t smashing Kevin be more satisfying?” Enrico raised an eyebrow, full of provocation.

“You seem more restrained than before.” Paige peered into his deep-set eyes. “I don’t know why, but it feels like you’ve changed after waking up-much more agreeable.”

In the past, he wouldn’t have taken photos of the Temple in Heaven group to make her happy. In the past, he wouldn’t have let her stay on the phone with Kevin for that long.

“Agreeable?” Enrico’s face darkened. “Am I a pet to you?”

“…”

Paige smiled but said nothing.

“If you weren’t injured, do you think I’d let you get away with this?” Enrico glared at her.

“Is it really just because of the injury?” Paige asked, meeting his gaze. “You said you had no memory of the past two months, but… I feel like you do.”

He used to oppose her plans to rebuild the slums, but this time, after regaining his memory, he hadn’t mentioned giving up. Even when he spoke of disbanding the Temple in Heaven, he said he would walk the path with her.

It seemed like he finally understood how important this was to her-not just understanding, but fully accepting it. This sudden acceptance was strange.

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Enrico denied flatly.

Paige ignored his denial and continued to deduce, “I’ve thought about it a lot, and the only explanation I can come up with is something you might have realized in those two months. I once told you that I hoped you could make your own decisions in life… did that touch something inside you?”

That would explain why, this time, he wasn’t stopping her or discouraging her-he was even encouraging her, telling her that if she couldn’t make it, no one could.

Such words coming from him would have been unthinkable in the past.

“…”

Enrico stood before her, staring into her sharp eyes. His breath hitched slightly before he mocked her, “You’ve spent too much time in the hospital. You’re starting to hallucinate.”

“Did I guess wrong?” Paige asked.

“Of course! Why would I lie to you?” Enrico scoffed.

“Sure you do,” Paige thought, recalling the fruit jelly he’d once hidden.