The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“What happened?” Paige instinctively turned her head and asked loudly, narrowly avoiding Enrico’s lips as they nearly brushed hers. Enrico froze by her side.

“You asked me to send someone to protect the Peak Club members, but the bar owner, Nick, is too cunning. He noticed we had people watching him, thought we were up to no good, and ran off. Now we don’t know where he’s gone, and I’m worried Rachel’s people might find him first,” Angie quickly explained the situation.

“…”

Nick was from the streets. While he wasn’t skilled in most things, his ability to evade trouble far surpassed her team, who were more accustomed to direct action. Last time, when she hinted to him about the Truette family situation, he didn’t understand. But when it came to running, no one was faster.

After a moment’s thought, Paige pushed Enrico aside, got up, and handed the tablet back to him, her expression complicated. “Here, take it. If you don’t want me to see it, I won’t look.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“…”

Enrico was pushed to the side, staring straight at her lips.

Paige picked up a set of clothes and walked into the bathroom. She quickly changed and came out wearing a simple, efficient outfit of a T-shirt and jeans, making her arms look pale and her legs especially slender.

Enrico put the tablet away and, seeing her dressed and ready to leave, sensed something was off. He sat up from the bed. “You’re going out?”

“Yeah,” Paige said as she grabbed a trench coat from the hanger, put it on, and headed for the door.

“You’re going to find those Peak Club members? It’s just a bar owner-does it really warrant you going out in the middle of the night?”

Enrico got out of bed, watching her back, his tone subtly questioning.

Paige glanced back at him, then at the corner of the tablet sticking out from under the pillow. “Get some rest. Staying under the covers watching videos isn’t good for your eyes.”

With that, she turned to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed from behind.

She looked back in surprise. Enrico, pulling at her, began unbuttoning his sleepwear. “I’m coming with you.”

“You can’t,” Paige said without thinking.

“Why not?” Enrico’s gaze darkened as he stared at her.

“I might run into Rachel’s people. It could turn into a serious fight. Your muscles haven’t fully recovered yet, and you’ve forgotten all your martial arts skills. You can’t come,” Paige explained logically, worried that if a fight broke out, she might not be able to protect him.

Enrico’s hand froze as it gripped her wrist. He looked at her blank expression and smirked bitterly. “Are you afraid I’ll hold you back?”

“That’s not what I meant,” Paige frowned, puzzled by his interpretation.

“To you, I must seem like some pampered little puppy, right? Just something to play with when you’re bored, useless for anything else,” Enrico said, his eyes filled with mockery.

Paige’s frown deepened. “Enrico, you’re not my subordinate. You don’t need to fight for me. Once you’ve regained your martial arts skills and you want to help, I’ll gladly accept your offer.”

Don’t need to…

Enrico pressed his lips together, his expression darkening further.

Paige didn’t understand what was going on in his mind, but before she could explain, Angie’s voice came urgently from outside. “Miss, this is bad! Two more Peak Club members have run off!”

“…”

Paige felt speechless.

She hadn’t wanted to interfere with the members’ normal lives, which was why she had chosen to protect them discreetly. She didn’t expect them to be so unpredictable. Had she known this would happen, she would have revealed her intentions from the start.

She didn’t have time to explain further to Enrico. Pulling her hand free, she said, “Get some rest. I’ll explain everything when I get back.”

With that, Paige opened the door and quickly walked out with Angie, who was waiting outside. Angie anxiously asked, “Miss, where do you think they’ll go?”

“It’s hard to say. We’ll have to search.”

Paige hadn’t seen Nick and the others in three years and wasn’t sure where they might go.

“I just hope we find them before Rachel does,” Angie said, her real concern evident. If even one Peak Club member was harmed, she wouldn’t be able to face Paige.

“Let’s go. I’ll think as we move,” Paige said as they hurried along.

Their footsteps grew fainter as they moved away.

Enrico stood by the bed, no longer in the mood to watch videos. He glanced at the tablet under the pillow, picked it up, then angrily threw it back onto the bed, feeling increasingly frustrated.

…

Late at night, the Capital University campus was quiet. Dim streetlights illuminated the empty playground and classrooms. In a remote corner stood a long-abandoned warehouse, surrounded by weeds and fallen leaves, a place long forgotten.

Nick stood alone in front of the warehouse, using the light from his phone to illuminate the large doors. Beneath his silver hair, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Once upon a time, this place had been lively and full of camaraderie.

Now, there was nothing but weeds and fallen leaves.

Nick climbed to the top of the warehouse, carefully stepping on the unstable roof, and gazed up at the starry night sky, feeling an overwhelming sense of loneliness.

He sat down, not caring about the dust on the roof, and opened a can of beer.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound. Nick looked down to see a plump figure moving toward him in the moonlight, holding the hand of a girl dressed in high-end clothes. The girl carefully navigated the weeds and whined, “These are lambskin shoes-I can’t get them dirty.”

It was Mila.

Rey, the plump figure, teased her mercilessly. “You’re a master architect now, and you’re still worried about a pair of shoes?”

“You don’t get it. I used to always wear my sister’s hand-me-downs when I was little. Shoes mean a lot to me,” Mila said as she delicately wiped the dirt off her shoes after reaching the clearing in front of the warehouse.

Rey glanced around. “Where’s Nick? He called us here but now he’s gone.”

As soon as he finished speaking, something flew toward him.

Reflexively, Rey caught it. It was a can of beer.

Mila and Rey both looked up and saw Nick sitting on the roof, dressed in flashy clothes that sparkled in the dark. A diamond earring glinted in his left ear, like a small beacon in the night.

“What are you, a monkey? Climbing up on the roof like that,” Rey grumbled.

Mila agreed, “Yeah, and what kind of place is this? We nearly got caught by the school’s security while climbing over the fence.”

Nick, sitting casually with his legs crossed, took a swig of his beer and shrugged. “Well, you didn’t have to come.”

“…”

Mila and Rey fell silent.

Had Nick picked any other place, they probably wouldn’t have come. But he chose this spot, so they had no choice.

After all, this was the Peak Club.

As they talked, more people arrived, pushing through the weeds. They greeted each other warmly, sharing stories about how they snuck over the fence to get in.