The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

A man who risks his life to shield her from an arrow will inevitably stir her emotions.

Paige instinctively wanted to deny it, but the words got stuck in her throat. Instead, she murmured, “He treats me so well, too well… it troubles me.”

It troubles her deeply.

“Paige, you’re never like this,” Kevin’s voice grew serious. “You’re not troubled; you’re confused, aren’t you?”

Paige had never discussed such matters with him before because she was always decisive.

Paige gazed out the window at the sky, feeling a bit agitated. She turned her attention back and noticed Jaden, who had just come from the next room. He looked at her calmly and then bowed respectfully.

“Talk later,” Paige said, ending the call.

Jaden noticed the phone in her hand wasn’t the one Mr. Gustin had given her.

Seeing his gaze, Paige chuckled self-deprecatingly. “I’ll dispose of this phone shortly.”

If he reported to Enrico, this phone would be destroyed.

Jaden smiled gently and said, “I won’t tell Mr. Gustin. Just maintain your limits, Miss.”

As long as it doesn’t anger him.

Paige replayed the conversation with Kevin in her mind, wondering if she had said anything inappropriate.

Jaden didn’t leave; he stood beside her, looking out the window, clearly wanting to talk.

Paige stayed.

“Mr. Gustin and I were elementary school classmates. I’ve been with him the longest,” Jaden began softly.

Paige was surprised. She knew Jaden as Enrico’s assistant, his most trusted aide with significant power, but she hadn’t known about their history.

“Since Miss Gustin passed away, Mr. Gustin has been in a poor state. Last year, he became the head of the consortium.”

Paige looked at him in confusion and asked, “Why are you suddenly telling me these things?”

Jaden continued, ignoring her question, “I thought he’d be happy having everything, but he wasn’t.”

Paige remained silent, listening intently.

“Dr. Farrar once said Mr. Gustin is inherently a very lonely person. If he continued this way, he’d stay trapped in a never-ending abyss, and it was only a matter of time before he’d break down.”

The genetic predisposition to schizophrenia is never low.

Paige stood quietly, no longer asking questions.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

“Mr. Gustin valued Miss Gustin the most, so I thought of finding a stand-in to accompany him. That’s why you ended up at Rose Estate.”

Jaden explained how Paige came to be involved.

“I didn’t expect your mental illness to be fake. The real you is so different from the gentle, accommodating Miss Gustin. I thought Mr. Gustin would be angry, but he wasn’t.”

Jaden chuckled, “Miss, do you know? Since you came, I’ve seen a more lively Mr. Gustin. Even the number of times I get scolded has reduced. Life has been peaceful.”

Paige wanted to laugh but couldn’t. She knew Jaden wasn’t saying this for no reason.

“Things are really good now. I hope you can always stay by Mr. Gustin’s side,” Jaden’s voice was as gentle as the wind outside.

Why do they all want her to promise this? She had more important goals to achieve. How could she promise to stay with Enrico?

“You’re smart. You must sense Mr. Gustin’s feelings for you, so don’t do anything that might hurt him. It would end badly for both of you.”

In his view, it was best if Mr. Gustin and Paige maintained the status quo.

“Are you referring to my private contacts with others or my plans for Peak Club?”

These had touched her nerve. She looked at Jaden and asked.

Jaden frowned slightly, “Miss Paige, I know you’re talented, but you’ve achieved enough.”

Going further would only bring more danger. Staying with Mr. Gustin could guarantee a peaceful life.

“Sorry, I can’t promise that.”

Paige looked at him with clear, determined eyes, “In your eyes, being Enrico’s pampered canary is the highest value a woman can have, but that’s not what I want.”

Jaden was taken aback by her determination, realizing he couldn’t easily persuade her.

Paige turned to leave, but Jaden, still reluctant, said, “Were you talking about Mr. Gustin on the phone just now? I inadvertently overheard.”

Paige froze.

“Can I assume you’re not indifferent to Mr. Gustin?”

Jaden continued, “Between the slums and Mr. Gustin, you’ll have to choose one day.”

She couldn’t avoid this forever.

Paige pursed her lips and turned to look at him.

“When that day comes, I hope you choose Mr. Gustin,” Jaden said earnestly, his eyes even pleading.

Paige stood there, silent.

The air was exceptionally quiet.

Enrico’s voice suddenly called out, “Paige!”

Paige glanced at Jaden, put her phone away, and walked toward the bedroom.

Inside, Enrico lay on his side, clearly displeased with her absence. “Where did you go? Can’t you stay by my side?”

“I was just outside. Didn’t go anywhere,” Paige replied, approaching the bed, “Did the pain wake you?”

“Without my permission, you’re not allowed to go anywhere. Stay in this room,” Enrico ordered, displeased.

Paige helped him up and gave him some water.

Enrico cooperated, lowering his head. She saw his long eyelashes shadowing his eyes. She knew how captivating those eyes were when they looked at someone.

Paige lost herself for a moment.

“What are you thinking?” Enrico glanced at her.

“Nothing.”

Paige regained her composure and tried to help him lie down, but he rolled over, resting his head on her lap, closing his eyes to continue resting.

Paige was exasperated. “What are you doing?”

“Making sure you don’t run,” Enrico said, annoyed, “Don’t talk to me. I’m sleepy.”

Paige looked at the man on her lap, unable to move him, and had no choice but to give in.

Enrico fell asleep on her lap.

Paige leaned against the headboard and gradually dozed off.

After an unknown amount of time, a slender hand reached out and pulled the blanket over Paige.

The next day.

Paige accompanied Enrico back to the Capital. Throughout the journey, Enrico held her hand tightly.

Her mind was more confused than ever.

At noon, Paige sat by the bed, serving Enrico his meal.

Olivia’s cooking was much better than hers.

Mr. Gustin leaned against the headboard, not lifting a finger, enjoying the meal as if it were his right.

“The consortium’s affairs are temporarily settled. I’ll go back later to handle some urgent matters,” Jaden said, closing the file in his hands.

After listening to Jaden’s reports for two days, Paige knew the consortium had suffered losses since Enrico’s injury.

He needed to rest and could only instruct Jaden to manage things.

“Alright,” Enrico nodded, his eyes fixed on Paige.

Paige leaned against the headboard and gradually dozed off.

After an unknown amount of time, a slender hand reached out and pulled the blanket over Paige.

The next day.

Paige accompanied Enrico back to the Capital. Throughout the journey, Enrico held her hand tightly.

Her mind was more confused than ever.

At noon, Paige sat by the bed, serving Enrico his meal.

Olivia’s cooking was much better than hers.

Mr. Gustin leaned against the headboard, not lifting a finger, enjoying the meal as if it were his right.

“The consortium’s affairs are temporarily settled. I’ll go back later to handle some urgent matters,” Jaden said, closing the file in his hands.

After listening to Jaden’s reports for two days, Paige knew the consortium had suffered losses since Enrico’s injury.

He needed to rest and could only instruct Jaden to manage things.

“One more thing. Miss Rachel’s health hasn’t improved. She’s still in the ICU and hasn’t passed the critical stage. Mrs. Gustin wants to visit her,” Jaden reported.

Jeremy and Leah were under house arrest. Rachel was in the ICU in a neighboring city, and Leah couldn’t visit her, naturally becoming anxious.

Hearing Rachel was still in the ICU, Enrico’s eyes showed surprise, not expecting her condition to be so severe.

His gaze darkened, and he coldly said, “Let her visit, but have someone watch her. Any unusual behavior, and she’s back to the estate.”

“Yes, Mr. Gustin,” Jaden replied.

Paige looked at Enrico, wondering what he thought of Rachel’s self-sacrifice to save him.

He seemed unmoved, yet he had clearly spared Rachel.

The Peak Club and Elite Club incident had escalated to this point, and Elite Club had to be held accountable.

Carl was deemed the mastermind. The media reported that Carl had abused his position as vice president of the Elite Club, promoting incompetent financial heirs and forming cliques. He had been dismissed and expelled from school.

The presidency also announced a thorough investigation of Elite Club, including the president’s credentials, to address public concerns.

A scapegoat was found, and the announcement of a thorough investigation appeased the public’s anger.

Throughout, Rachel, the Elite Club president, remained unscathed, with no blame attached to her.

No one dared to touch Enrico’s sister. Someone must have tested Jaden’s attitude, and his answer was clearly to protect Rachel.

Jaden’s stance was Enrico’s stance.

Suddenly, her forehead was flicked.

Enrico sat before her, his deep eyes staring at her, displeased, “What are you thinking about now?”

Paige realized Jaden had already left, leaving just her and Enrico in the room.

She scooped some soup and brought it to his lips. “I was just thinking, it’s normal you didn’t let anything happen to Rachel after she shielded you from that arrow.”