The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

After a while, Enrico’s gaze shifted away. His hand retreated from the woman’s leg, his voice low and sensual. “Aren’t you here for barbecue?”

Upon hearing this, the woman glared resentfully at Paige. She lhalf-laid on the table, then reached out and hooked Enrico’s neck directly, her lips approaching. “Mr. Gustin, right now I just want you…”

At these words, Enrico abruptly stood up, reaching out to grab the woman’s red dress and lifting it up.

Then Paige saw the woman being overturned completely, flying out.

“Bang.”

The woman landed heavily on the ground, her face pale with shock. Her red dress had been flipped up to her waist, revealing a thigh with a gun holster strapped to it.

“Whoosh.” The plates also flew out.

The holster was empty at the moment.

A small, sleek black pistol was in Enrico’s hand.

The woman scrambled up in terror.

“Bang.”

Enrico stood calmly by the dining table, not even glancing at her, but firing off a shot cleanly.

The bullet hit her beside the heart, blood spraying out, and she collapsed unconscious on the ground.

The entire process took less than 30 seconds.

In an instant, from a scene of flirting between a man and a woman to a scene of bloodshed.

“Ahhh!” The vendors at the night market screamed in fear.

Paige’s initial reaction to such a scene was to stay perfectly still, just standing there stiffly.

Only when she heard the screams and the sounds of people fleeing did she realize her reaction wasn’t quite normal. So she kept her head down, trying to flee.

“Jaden,” Enrico called out.

Jaden approached with a dark expression, bowing his head.

Enrico lowered the gun in his hand, sneering, “Is this the woman you brought to me?”

“I’m sorry, boss. Bringing such a woman before you, I deserve to die,” Jaden muttered, his voice trembling. He had been by Enrico’s side for years, and this was the first time he had messed up so badly.

“Take her back for interrogation. Find out who’s behind.”

“Yes.”

“Not interesting. Let’s go back.” Paige breathed a sigh of relief, but Enrico suddenly turned and looked at her.

A chill ran down her spine as Enrico stood before her, his gun now pointed at her forehead. His deep, magnetic voice tinged with amusement.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“You’re quite bold. Aren’t you afraid?”

Startled by the gun, Paige lowered her voice huskily, “Mr. Gustin. I know with someone as great as you around, us ordinary folks will be safe.”

“Heh, is that so?” Enrico chuckled. He spun the gun skillfully on his fingertip, then tossed it to Jaden. “To Rose Estate.”

Finally, he walked away.

Paige lifted her duckbill cap slightly to steal a glance at Enrico’s back.

‘This man is terrifying. Wait, Rose Estate? He’s going to Rose Estate?’

Paige’s mind went blank. If he returned now and found she wasn’t there, would she be wanted? Being on the run would make her life even harder, let alone seeking revenge against the Clarkes.

She couldn’t put herself in such a dire situation.

What to do?

Paige looked at the large group of bodyguards and came up with a plan. Bending low, she swiftly ran from behind the stall, exit the night market ahead of them.

Outside, five or six supercars parked there. Drivers all got out of the cars, waiting by the doors.

Paige cautiously approached, avoiding their gazes, and casually pressed open a car’s trunk, slipping inside and shutting the trunk behind her.

Once inside, she finally let out a small sigh of relief. Following Enrico’s car back to Rose Estate, she might have a chance to return before he discovered.

“Boss, please get in the car,” Jaden said, walking ahead and opening the door of one of the cars respectfully.

Enrico, wiping his hands with a hot towel after firing the gun, walked over. Suddenly, his gaze fixed to the side, and he chuckled, “I’ll take that car.”

Jaden hesitated. Why did he suddenly want to switch cars?

“Yes.” Without daring to question, Jaden hurried over and opened the door for Enrico.

Curled up in the darkness of the trunk, Paige felt herself on the brink of collapse as she heard Enrico’s movement into the car.

Today was the first time she had ventured out of Rose Estate, only to run into Enrico at the night market and narrowly avoid discovery by hiding in the trunk of the exact car he chose to ride in. It seemed like her luck couldn’t get any worse.

Fortunately, no one in the car noticed her presence. The vehicle started moving slowly.

“Boss, give me a chance to make up for my mistake. I’ll find you another woman,” Jaden said from the passenger seat, glancing back at Enrico in the rear.

Enrico sat in the center of the back seat, legs crossed. “Don’t bring someone too disgusting.”

Paige remained motionless in the trunk, listening intently.

“This time, I’ll find someone who meets your satisfaction,” Jaden cautiously observed Enrico’s expression. “Do you have any specific preferences? Maybe someone gentle, with a good figure, or perhaps more passionate?”

Enrico turned his head slightly, glancing towards the direction of the trunk behind him. “Someone with a mental problem.”