The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“What’s going on with Paige? What kind of deep-seated hatred does she have to act like this?”

Mr. Mohan, still kneeling on the ground, was nearly paralyzed with fear when he heard Paige’s words. “What grudge do you have against me?” he stammered.

Paige looked at him coldly, standing tall and unyielding. “Go ask in the afterlife,” she replied with icy indifference.

Isabella, who had been trembling with fear, couldn’t help but steal a glance at Paige. The girl before her had an incredibly pure face, yet her words carried the weight of life and death, filling those around her with terror.

“Are you… Paige?” Isabella asked weakly, recognizing her.

Paige was momentarily taken aback. She hadn’t expected that Arjun had spoken about her. But then, she let out a cold, mocking laugh. “Then you deserve to die even more.”

Arjun had poured his heart out to Isabella, yet she had betrayed him without hesitation.

“You’re really Paige?” Isabella was stunned. “Are you doing this for Arjun?”

“For him?” Mr. Mohan, still on the ground, was filled with disbelief. “How could you possibly know that lowlife from the slums? Who are you-”

“Shut up,” Paige interrupted, her expression freezing over. She delivered a swift, decisive chop to Mr. Mohan’s neck, causing him to collapse unconscious.

The others in the room instinctively stepped back, their fear growing as they watched Paige.

Paige then turned to Isabella, who was now weeping in pain. As Paige approached her, she knelt down, showing no mercy as she gripped Isabella’s jaw tightly.

“You betrayed him,” Paige accused, her voice filled with fury. “I read half of his journal. He would have given his life for you, yet you did this to him?”

Tears streamed down Isabella’s face as she responded, “What was I supposed to do? One side had Mr. Mohan throwing money at me, while the other was a basement with nothing. What would you have chosen?”

Paige tightened her grip, her anger palpable. “So you sold him out?”

“I didn’t want to!” Isabella cried. “He wouldn’t stop looking for me. I was scared that Mr. Mohan would hurt him or that someone would find out about his background. I warned him that if he kept coming to see me, I would expose him… I didn’t know Mr. Mohan would overhear.”

Paige’s laugh was bitter and sarcastic. “How innocent of you,” she sneered. “Innocent enough to betray Arjun, innocent enough to become a plaything for a rich boy.”

Isabella, now drenched in tears and fear, looked up at Paige. “Paige, have you ever loved someone?”

Nick, Carrie, and the others exchanged nervous glances, unsure of the implications of this question.

Paige’s cold gaze bore into Isabella. “What are you trying to say?”

“If you ever loved someone, you’d understand that I didn’t mean to hurt him,” Isabella said, her voice trembling. “I once wanted to love someone without considering their status or background. But we were from different worlds, destined to have no future. Even without Mr. Mohan, what kind of life could Arjun and I have had?”NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Paige remained silent, her grip still firm on Isabella.

“Even if I made him a fake ID, could we live like a normal couple? No, he was a fugitive. He had nothing to offer me, not even a simple, peaceful life. How could we have children, worrying about being discovered every day?”

Paige was momentarily dazed, her thoughts scattered.

At that moment, Enrico stepped in, delivering a swift kick that sent Isabella tumbling away.

Paige looked up at him, regaining her focus.

“You’ve vented enough. Let me handle these two,” Enrico said, his tone firm.

Paige nodded in agreement and picked up a fruit knife from the floor. She glanced at Isabella, who was now shaking uncontrollably. Without hesitation, Paige grabbed Isabella, raising the knife.

A long cut appeared on Isabella’s once-pretty face, causing her to scream in pain and despair.

Paige threw the knife aside, standing tall once more. “Thank you,” she said to Enrico, her voice steady. “Just keep them under control for now.”

Understanding her intent, Enrico signaled his bodyguards, who quickly dragged the unconscious Mr. Mohan and the sobbing Isabella out of the bar.

The atmosphere in the bar became eerily quiet.

Nick, nudged by Rey, hesitated before pushing Carrie forward. Carrie, embarrassed, stumbled into Paige before quickly retreating.

“Paige,” Carrie began, her voice uncertain.

Paige looked at her calmly. “Is there something you want to ask?”

“Yes… Paige, do you… know that man from the slums?” Carrie stammered, confused by the earlier conversation.

“Yes,” Paige answered without hesitation.

Everyone was shocked, staring at her in disbelief.

“Let’s go,” Enrico said, standing up and taking Paige’s hand. He intertwined their fingers, leading her out of the bar.