The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Carrie’s mother nodded through her tears.

Under her mother’s watchful gaze, Carrie deliberately made her face look dirtier and more disheveled before resolutely stepping out of the house. In the past, she wouldn’t have dared to do something like this, but ever since she met Paige, she had become much bolder.

Paige had taught her that hesitation could hold her back, and sometimes it was worth taking a risk.

…

The public execution was set in a remote area on the outskirts, but by the time Carrie arrived, vehicles could no longer get through. The road was completely jammed, with citizens pouring in non-stop, trampling the roadside flower fields.

Even from a distance, special police officers were already maintaining order.

Carrie pulled her hat down and struggled to push through the crowd, repeatedly asking, “Please, let me through.”

She needed to get to the front, right in front of the cameras, for her accusations to have any impact.

“I was at her speech back then. When she exposed the secrets of the slums, I thought it was going to be a huge story, but nothing more came of it. Who knows if it was even true.”

“Let me tell you, even a place as crooked as the slums can produce good people. Just look at those videos and photos of Paige before-she looked so innocent.”

“Men are just drawn to a pretty face. But remember, she’s a fugitive from the slums. I heard she even deliberately sold herself, spreading diseases to others. A lot of professors and students at The Capital University got infected.”

“Oh my God, that’s so vicious.”

“I’ve always said, nothing good comes from the slums.”

Everywhere she went, people were gossiping.

Carrie suppressed her anger and kept pushing forward when suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist from behind. She turned around, glaring, “Let go!”

She was stunned when she saw who it was.

Nick stood in front of her, his face pale and covered in bruises on his face, neck, and arms, looking alarming.

Seeing her, Nick was also stunned. He lifted her chin with his hand, “What happened to you? Did someone cut you?”

“And you? Did someone beat you up?” Carrie retorted coldly.

After they both asked, they realized what had happened. Nick gave her a light punch on the shoulder and laughed, “I knew you wouldn’t be so heartless. But you really went too far with yourself. How can you still be a star after this?”

Who could still be a star without a face?

“Do I care about being a star now?”

Seeing Nick, Carrie felt relieved to find someone with the same resolve, and her tense nerves relaxed all at once.

“Nick’s loud mouth can really be heard from a mile away.”

Another voice chimed in.

The two of them turned around and saw Rey and Mira, both covered in injuries, walking towards them. They all looked rough, but their eyes were still bright.

Carrie was stunned again.

Mira dragged Carrie over to a nearby flower field. Away from the crowd, the air suddenly felt a lot fresher.

Before they could talk much, Bobby and the remaining four members of Peak Club also made their way over. Each of them was severely injured, looking like they had been badly beaten.

Rey was shocked, rubbing his chubby face, “I thought you all had really betrayed Paige. I was scared out of my mind.”

With their abilities as students, it was impossible to break Paige out. The best they could do was to claim that the interrogation was flawed, push for a re-investigation, and delay Paige’s execution.

When he first found out Paige was from the slums, he was terrified.

But he couldn’t forget how Paige had silently supported him before his exams.

He knew there was no point in holding out inside. It was better to pretend to betray her and make one last effort. He hadn’t expected that the other members of Peak Club had the same thought.

“Looks like we all thought the same thing.”

Carrie couldn’t help but smile, her eyes reddening.

Nick looked at each of them, then cleared his throat, “Alright, you bunch of idiots, why did you all come here to die? I could have done this alone. I’m the vice president, so listen to me.”

“Everyone came prepared. I doubt anyone will listen to you, and I certainly won’t.” Bobby said, wiping the blood from his face.

To make it look real, he hadn’t held back on himself.

“I won’t listen either.” Mira, already in tears, choked out.

Carrie glanced at everyone, then checked her watch. “It’s almost time. Since no one’s leaving, let’s all stay. No matter what happens today, we must push for a re-investigation and a public hearing!”

There should be no death sentence without any courtroom evidence being presented.

“That’s right, a public hearing!”

“Re-investigation! I don’t believe Paige would have all those crimes pinned on her!”

The group was fervent, their blood boiling with passion.

Seeing this, Nick didn’t say anything more. He extended his hand, “Then let’s do this together!”

The group formed a circle, stacking their hands on top of one another, and shouted for victory.

After shouting, they felt a bit dazed in the sunlight. Normally, when they cheered, Paige’s hand was always on top…Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Not far away, the crowd was still dense.

Three casually dressed men stood among the crowd, their heads lowered discreetly.

The man in the lead stood silently, peering through the gaps between people at the nine Peak Club members cheering each other on in the flower field. A smile of satisfaction tugged at the corners of his lips, and he said with some emotion, “She really has that ability.”

The ability to make others risk everything for her.

Fortunately, these students hadn’t let her down.

“Master Kevin, it’s almost time,” the person behind him said cautiously.

“Yes. Follow Peak Club’s lead. When they start their protest, it’ll draw everyone’s attention. That’s when we make our move.”

The man leading them was Kevin, who should have been far away at the border.

As soon as Paige was in trouble, he came to The Capital. Using the Lautners’ intelligence network, he only managed to find out that Paige was held in Gangnam Hall, but the exact location was too well-hidden.

So, he had no choice but to wait and plan everything for today.

“Master Kevin, are we really going to do this? If we get exposed and end up on the radar of the Presidential Palace and the major financial families, our peace at the border will be over,” the person behind him said.

Upon hearing this, Kevin sneered, “Before I returned from the slums, there was no peace at the border. The fact that I’m here today is thanks to Paige. In other words, the current peace at the border is thanks to her.”

Since that’s the case, how could he not save Paige?

She was his savior. If she was in danger, he would risk his life to save her.

“Understood.” The person behind him dared not question further. “Our men are already in position, just waiting for Miss Paige to appear.”

…

In the distance, two luxury cars were parked side by side, their windows rolling down simultaneously.

Jaden sat in one of the cars, gazing at the sea of people in the distance. His face was haggard, his eyes bloodshot and lifeless. The hand resting on his knee was clenched so tightly that blood seeped out, his flesh mangled.

Olivia sat beside him, crying uncontrollably, her hands pounding the back of the seat in front of her, as if hammering into Jaden’s chest.