The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Paige met his gaze, “Didn’t they just sneak in?”

“You can fool others with that, but not me. Who did it? Were they targeting you?”

It was clear that on her first day at work, someone was targeting the newcomer.

Office hazing.

The only newcomers were Paige and Rachel, but with Rachel being Miss Rachel of the Gustin family, no one at the Public Law Council would dare target her, leaving only Paige.

Seeing that he was determined to get to the bottom of it, Paige admitted, “It was three male colleagues. Maybe they wanted to give the new girl a little scare.”

She only shared part of the truth, leaving out the part about Rachel.

If that came to light, Rachel’s chances with Enrico would decrease significantly.

Paige couldn’t believe she was actually worried about maintaining Rachel’s image.

“What are their names?”

Enrico reached for his phone.

Paige gave him the names. Enrico wrapped one arm around her and reported the three names into the phone, his voice cold and merciless, “Take care of it. These three, and the big shots backing them, need to disappear from the Capital. I don’t want to see them again.”

Jaden responded on the other end.

Enrico hung up the phone.

Paige looked at his chiseled jawline. She had already reported the incident, and the higher-ups would eventually deal with those three men. But his method was more ruthless, taking out not just the men but also their powerful backers.

“If there’s ever any more trash in your way, tell me,” Enrico said, looking at her. Then he added, “If I have the time, I’ll handle it for you.”

“Mm.”

Paige didn’t say much, closing her eyes, “It’s late. Let’s sleep.”

She was exhausted.

“Sleep in my arms.”

In the darkness, Enrico pulled her into his arms, pinning her down with one long leg, holding her tightly.

“Enrico, it’s even harder for me to sleep like this.”

She felt like a child’s teddy bear, unable to move.

“Just sleep like this.”

Enrico ignored her.

Only holding her like this made him feel at ease.

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He’s too clingy.

Paige tried to lull herself to sleep, his tight embrace making it impossible for her to move. His steady breathing brushed against her ear, gradually syncing with hers until they both breathed evenly.

After a long time, just as Paige was about to drift off to sleep, Enrico’s low voice sounded in the dark, “It’s still a long way before you reach a position where you can change the law.”

Paige opened her eyes, momentarily confused as to why he brought this up. She replied softly, “Yes, I know it might take a while.”

But she would work hard to shorten that time.

She wouldn’t let the people in the slums wait too long.

“I hope you never make it,” Enrico murmured.

Well, thanks a lot!

Paige leaned into his embrace, frustrated, and tried to push his firm arms away. “I don’t want to sleep like this. Sleep next to me.”

“No.”

Enrico held her tightly.

Paige gritted her teeth, curling up to slide out of his grasp.

Enrico reached out to grab her but missed. Frustrated, he caught her and pulled her back in front of him, kissing her fiercely. “If you don’t want to sleep, then don’t. Let’s keep playing.”

Paige tried to break free, but Enrico held her down, playfully wrestling with her on the bed.

Her colleagues at the office, mindful of the favor she did in saving them from the snake, no longer targeted her, making Paige’s internship especially smooth.

The documents she handled were flawless, and her superiors were very pleased with her work.

“This is the latest set of regulations for the slums. Organize them, and after checking, they can be released.”

Her supervisor handed her a file.

Paige took it, a bit surprised. “Regulations for the slums?”

The slums were already in such bad shape, what could possibly need improvement? To make things worse?

“Yes, it’s the laws amended to deal with those who escape the slums. It took a while for the higher-ups to finalize this.”

Her supervisor said, quickly moving on to another topic. He looked at her with admiration, “By the way, Joss, you’ve been at the Public Law Council for a week now. You’re sharp and have performed outstandingly. I’ve already applied for your permanent position. If all goes well, you might become the fastest person to get a permanent role here.”

The President values talent and efficiency, so they couldn’t let her remain an intern for too long.

“Thank you, sir.”

Paige nodded slightly and left with the document.

Before returning to her office, she opened the file and read through the regulations.

The Public Law Council’s latest enforcement rules for punishing escapees from Wind Island slums.

Severe penalties.

The highest punishment-death penalty.

Seeing the last two words, Paige’s pupils shrank. It wasn’t enough to abandon all the vulnerable people on Wind Island; if they managed to escape, the highest penalty was death.

Why not just drop a missile on Wind Island and be done with it?

This document filled Paige with a cold dread.

She pressed her hand against a nearby wall, trying to steady her breathing.

In the empty triangular building, every wall was cold, vast, and heartless.

It felt like the cold air from a freezer had been injected into her bloodstream, freezing every drop of blood in her body.

She never imagined that a powerful country like A couldn’t even tolerate a few refugees from Wind Island.

To everyone else, she was apparently a death row inmate.

A death row inmate printing and announcing her own death sentence-it was truly ironic.

“Is it really Enrico?”

“Is he here at the Public Law Council on business?”

“Someone as important as him wouldn’t go through the procedures on the first floor, right? I bet he’s here to see Rachel. Aren’t they siblings?”

Enrico was here?

Paige paused, glancing at her phone. It was almost time to leave work.

Was he here to pick her up?

She wasn’t worried anymore that he would suddenly expose their relationship. If he wanted to do that, he would have done it already.

Paige put away her phone and walked toward the office, holding the file.

She saw two rows of uniformed bodyguards standing at the entrance, all with serious expressions, guns at their waists, highlighting their BOSS’s supreme power.

Many people were waiting on both sides; some were touching up their makeup, others cautiously peeking inside.

“I told you he’s here for Rachel, right?”

“There are rumors that Enrico doesn’t get along with the Gustins, but it seems fake. Their sibling relationship is pretty good.”

“Look at them, they’re chatting so nicely.”

Chatting nicely?

Enrico and Rachel?

Paige was puzzled. She walked between the two rows of bodyguards, but two guards raised their hands to block her, looking at her as if they didn’t recognize her. “Mr. Gustin is inside. No one is allowed to enter.”

“…”

Paige stopped and looked inside.

The office was empty except for Enrico and Rachel.

From Paige’s angle, she could only see Enrico’s profile. He was wearing a dark shirt, tall and handsome, his profile sharp. He sat casually in her seat, spinning the pen she had left on the desk in his long fingers.

Rachel, beside him, suddenly leaned close, cupping her face as she said something.

Enrico looked down at the pen in his hand and smiled, a seductive curve to his lips. Rachel gazed at him with a look of infatuation.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a beautiful scene over the two of them.

“…”

Paige was a bit surprised. How did Enrico and Rachel suddenly become so close?

Did she miss something over the past few days?