The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Enrico spoke harshly.

“Find her! Search every corner of Country A if you have to!”

If she dared to run, he would lock her up at Rose Estate, trapping them both until they died.

“Yes, Mr. Gustin.”

Jaden knew this was serious, so he quickly agreed and hung up to make arrangements.

Enrico slammed his hand on the steering wheel, honking the horn repeatedly as he floored the accelerator, racing through the heavy rain.

Other cars moved out of the way, seeing his reckless driving.

Enrico gritted his teeth and suddenly remembered something. He dialed another contact.

“Mr. Gustin, what can I do for you?”

A cartoonish voice answered hesitantly from the car’s AI system.

“Report your location!”

Enrico commanded coldly.

The AI system, Algo, complied and reported the location.

The car was still there, in a remote area.

Enrico’s eyes grew colder. He entered the navigation system and sped off.

……

Paige’s location was very remote, and by the time Enrico arrived, it was already night.

The rain had intensified, pounding down hard, almost like a torrential downpour. The streetlights on either side were barely visible through the downpour, casting only a dim, yellowish light.

Enrico saw the red car but did not see Paige.

He slowed down and drove carefully. The road became narrower, barely wide enough for a car to pass through.

Suddenly, he slammed on the brakes.

The headlights illuminated the dark, rainy night, revealing a slender figure sitting by the roadside. She was drenched in the rain, sitting there with her hands on her knees, huddled into a small bundle. She looked like a lost puppy, unable to find its way home in the rainy night.

What’s going on?

Enrico frowned and grabbed an umbrella, rushing into the rain.

The rain was so heavy that the umbrella barely held.

With a grim expression, Enrico walked quickly to her, bending down to stare at her. He was about to speak when he noticed her small, wet face, pale and devoid of color. Her long hair was plastered to her sides, and her expression was blank, with hollow eyes staring blankly ahead, devoid of focus or life.

He had seen her like this once before.

It was the day Susan died.

He tilted the umbrella over her, shielding her from the rain.

He reached out to touch her face, which felt icy cold.

“Paige, how long have you been sitting here?”

With the umbrella still being of little use, Enrico threw it aside and bent down to pick her up.

His body was instantly drenched by the rain.

“An older brother who used to take care of me on Wind Island died.”

Paige suddenly spoke, slowly lifting her eyes to meet his gaze. Her eyes were so empty, as if all her strength had been drained away.

Enrico paused in his actions and said in a deep voice, “How did you come here from prison?”

He had already had Jaden investigate on the way.

He knew most of the details, but he didn’t know what kind of older brother the dead man was to her.

Paige remained sitting there, her body drenched by the rain, frozen in place with no expression.

It seemed like she couldn’t hear his words. She continued speaking in a flat tone, “At first, people on the island were very hostile to newcomers. I didn’t even have a place to stay, and every day I was harassed by those with mental issues. It was Arjun who found me a place to stay and taught me how to find food.”

The rain pounded down heavily, making it very unpleasant.

Enrico’s face was dark. “Kevin on the left, Nick on the right, and now another older brother. Do you think I, Enrico, am dead?”

“He taught me how to climb trees, how to fight with snakes, how to survive.”

Paige continued speaking to herself as if she didn’t hear his protest.

Her eyes were tearless, her long eyelashes completely drenched, looking like an empty shell with no soul.

Her voice had become much quieter in the heavy rain.

Enrico had to listen carefully to hear her clearly.

“He was very optimistic. He only remembered happy things. I said, ‘In a place like Wind Island, where can you find anything happy?’ He said, ‘A breeze on a stuffy day, fireflies in the summer, fish washed up on the shore… all worth being happy about.'”

Paige reminisced about the past. During that time, Arjun had truly influenced her a lot.

He helped her calm down, accept the life in the slums, and plan her future.

Enrico stood in the rain with a grim face, his insides feeling like they were being torn apart. “Are you sure you want to talk about your memories with another man in front of me? Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you?”

He didn’t want to hear about her happy times with another man!

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“He was really a great older brother, so much so that…”

Paige seemed to ignore his objections and continued talking, her eyes still hollow. “So much that he knew I wanted to save him. He went to seize a gun and attack the police, and was shot dead on the spot.”

……

Still a man.

Enrico thought with a cold expression.

“I thought I could save him, but instead, I caused his death earlier.” Paige said, her voice pale like the monotonous sound of the rain.

“Once he was on the execution ground, whether it was earlier or not, he was going to die.” Enrico said. Didn’t she understand this simple logic? It wasn’t her fault; there was nothing to be sad about.

“Yes, whether I saved him early or not, he would have died because he was from the slums.” Paige looked ahead, speaking numbly. “Is the slum really that lowly? So low that it deserves a death sentence? So low that even in death, the body can’t be claimed and has to be used for research?”

The domestic environment was indeed like that. The slums had always been the lowest place in Country A.

Enrico looked at her with a dark expression but did not speak.

“What did Arjun’s life amount to in the end? He was so good, yet he was treated like a source of infection at the end.”

Paige was genuinely confused. “And me, what am I living for?”

……

“Can I really make people in the country change their minds and recognize that people from the slums are also human?” Paige asked word by word.

This was a question she had been asking herself since she came out of prison.

Was it that she was not confident herself, which was why she had arranged things for so long, so long that even Arjun couldn’t be saved?

If she could have acted faster, Arjun wouldn’t have had to die.

“You’re overthinking. Let’s go home and talk.” Enrico frowned and reached out to pull her.

Paige’s legs had long gone numb from sitting in the rain. When she was suddenly pulled, it felt like her whole body was being torn apart, with her insides tearing apart.

Enrico pulled her up from the ground, and she swayed in the rain, her face contorted in pain. “Enrico, don’t pull me, I’m uncomfortable.”