The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

In her mind, she was grumbling that Enrico’s psychological age seemed unsuitable for such an in-depth kissing scene. Just as she reached for the remote, Enrico snatched it away.

The TV was turned off.

The living room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Paige closed her eyes, quickly adjusting to the dark, and then looked at the man beside her. “Don’t want to watch anymore?”

This kind of drama was best avoided.

Enrico was sitting there, and in the darkness, she couldn’t see his expression. She only saw his sculptural contours, which still looked incredibly attractive and sensual in the dim light. His prominent Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and he made a muffled sound from his throat. “Hmm.”

“Then it’s late; you should take a shower and rest,” Paige said.

“You go first.” Enrico didn’t look at her and simply said this.

“Are you okay? Does your throat feel sore or something?” Paige asked with concern, reaching out to check his forehead. Enrico, like a frightened cat, shrank into the corner of the sofa, almost falling off, and swatted her hand away repeatedly. “I’m fine, you go first.”

“……”

Seeing this, Paige frowned, feeling a strong urge to call Jaden and Dr. Clinton to clarify things.

But then she thought, even a mother shouldn’t be so strict with her child.

Let’s just wait and see.

Paige got off the sofa. “Then I’ll go take a shower first. You should also rest early; these dramas aren’t worth watching.”

“Okay.” Enrico huddled in the darkness and didn’t look at her.

Paige had no choice but to leave.

As soon as she was gone, Enrico immediately picked up the remote and turned the TV back on. The light from the screen illuminated his face, which was flushed as if he had a fever.

The drama resumed from where it left off.

Enrico adjusted the progress bar back to the beginning of the kissing scene.

So the drama’s couple kissed again.

Enrico licked his thin lips, thinking, so all the problematic arguments were for the sake of kissing?

He rewound again.

The TV continued the kissing scene.

Kissing. Enrico’s mind drifted to Paige’s clear eyes and her soft pink lips, which looked much softer than the woman on the screen.

It must taste very good.

Enrico rewound the scene again and suddenly thought that option two wasn’t so hard to accept.

If the beginner video is kissing, then what is the advanced video?

Paige said he was a quick learner, so he should go straight to the advanced one.

……

The nine-year-old amnesiac at the new Rose Estate was growing up vigorously in a tranquil environment, while the situation outside in The Capital had started to change subtly.

Mr. Grissom was determined to surpass the old Gustin Group and even wanted to outdo them at home. The Grissom family was expanding and renovating their property, building houses and landscaping, and the sounds of renovation were heard daily.

Tiffany woke up to the noise of renovations. Knowing Mr. Grissom was home, she stormed into his study, “Father, what are you waiting for? I want to break off my engagement with Bryan! Break it off!”

Mr. Grissom was standing by the window, talking on the phone, and didn’t respond to her.

Tiffany was even angrier. After the charity auction dinner, she didn’t even dare to go outside because, whenever she did, she felt everyone was looking at her as if saying, “What kind of love are you showing off?”

Seeing that Mr. Grissom was ignoring her, Tiffany, filled with hatred, shouted, “Fine, Father, if you’re concerned about your bond with Jason, I’m not. I’m going to the Smiths family right now to break off the engagement!”

Tiffany turned to leave, and Mr. Grissom had no choice but to hang up the phone, turn around, and glare at her, reprimanding, “You’ve learned nothing but to be more and more unruly. How dare you behave like this in front of me? I told you to wait at home; you stay put! Otherwise, I’ll have someone tie you up!”

Mr. Grissom rarely got angry with his precious daughter. His roar made Tiffany feel deeply wronged, and tears began to flow down her cheeks.

“Are you forcing me to marry Bryan?”

Tiffany cried, “You said before that no one would dare to neglect me if I married into the Smiths family, but now, Bryan spent money on me at the dinner, only to turn around and give a 600 million painting to that cripple. If it weren’t for the sudden display of the painting that night, I would have happily hung the printed forgery on my wall. From a distance, you couldn’t see the problem.”

The Grissom family and the Smiths family were allied.

Bryan was handsome and always accommodating to her. Tiffany didn’t love him, but she was satisfied with the engagement. But now… she felt like killing Bryan!

When had she ever suffered such humiliation?

Seeing his daughter crying, Mr. Grissom’s heart softened. He walked over and patted her, “I never said you must marry him. Why are you crying?”

“Then why am I supposed to stay at home?”

Tiffany looked up at him, choked up, “Or don’t you believe the results I found? Bryan gave the painting to that cripple next to Rachel. They used to be a couple. That night when they said they were displaying the painting, Bryan didn’t even let me take the painting out. It’s clear there’s a problem!”

“I didn’t say I didn’t believe you.” Mr. Grissom said.

Tiffany was puzzled, “Then why…”

“I’m just wondering whether this is solely Bryan’s doing or if it’s a tacit approval from Jason and Artisans.”

Mr. Grissom’s eyes showed doubt.

The Grissom family and the Smiths family had always been on good terms. Back in the day, during the internal strife within the Grissom family, Jason and his father helped him, driving away those who opposed him to Wind Island. Later, when the Smiths family was pressured by Enrico, he quietly helped Jason out of old affection.

After Enrico’s decline, when the Jarnigan family and the Truette family fell, Jason respected him everywhere, and the two families joined forces. No one in Country A could resist them.

According to this logic, Artisans was nothing but a new and emerging group, lacking even a bank and merely selling medicine for profit. Why would Jason choose to collaborate with Artisans?

“Certainly collusion.”

Tiffany hated the Smiths family intensely, “Didn’t you see? That night Rachel wouldn’t let me close the door for an investigation, saying she would check it herself. Now she still hasn’t given us an answer. If she’s not helping Jason and that cripple, what is she doing?”

“……”

Mr. Grissom, now increasingly alarmed by the details of that night’s dinner, found it all to be suspiciously reasonable yet strange.

“I always said Rachel was no good, taking care of that cripple as if she’s trying to curry favor with the Smiths family,” Tiffany said angrily with red eyes.

“But as you said, it’s just a cripple. Jason wouldn’t let his son marry a cripple.”

Mr. Grissom still knew a little about Jason.

Hearing this, Tiffany couldn’t help but be sarcastic, “Father, how come you don’t understand the logic that even I understand?”

“……”

Mr. Grissom looked at her.

“Jason certainly wouldn’t let his son marry a cripple, but the collusion with Artisans is likely to facilitate communication between the two of them. They want to bring you down, and if they can’t, they can shift the blame to the next generation’s romance. Jason remains innocent and can only be punished by family rules, suffering no real loss, and he can still show off in front of you,” Tiffany said.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.