The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Overseas, by the shore of Blue Silver Lake, a group of well-dressed individuals sat leisurely fishing.

Beside them, a group of armed guards stood vigilant. They were protecting individuals who wielded significant influence over the global economy, and any mishap would be unacceptable.

“Mr. Gustin, it looks like we’ll have to raise the oil prices after all. It would be better to everyone.” A elderly man sat there, unconcerned with his fishing rod, his gaze fixed on Enrico.

Enrico leaned back in his chair, his fishing rod set aside, fingers twirling a cellphone, cursing silently. ‘That Paige, that bitch, she hasn’t called all day. Is she wild without me by her side?’

His eyes darkened, oblivious to anyone trying to talk to him, not even noticing when a fish took the bait.

Suddenly, he picked up his phone and dialed Paige’s number directly.

No answer.

He tried again, and Jaden hurried over from the side. “Boss, there’s big news.”

“Get lost!” Enrico snapped impatiently.

“It’s about her, Miss…” Jaden added quickly, holding out his phone.

At his words, Enrico looked up sharply. “Give it here.”

Jaden handed over the phone promptly.

On the screen was a live broadcast from a chatroom. The background was chaotic, with a male voice excitedly exclaiming, “Oh my god, oh my god, breaking news! Our school’s transfer student just confronted Senator Malik with a megaphone on stage! Can you believe it?”

“The transfer student is awesome! Everyone, send gifts, I’ll run up front and film!”

The phone used for streaming was clearly mediocre, with low resolution and insufficient stability. Barely visible among the crowd was a focused shot of the suspended television-

“See that? Oh my god! Proof that Malik takes bribes! This is hilarious, Malik can’t see it from the stage, still shamelessly preaching about his integrity! This is the joke of the year!”

The camera then switched back to the stage.

Vaguely discernible, two figures confronted each other on the stage.

Enrico immediately locked onto Paige’s figure, the only bright spot in the entire screen.

The camera zoomed in again, enlarging the stage. Paige sat there in a white tracksuit, holding the megaphone.

“Senator Clarke, can you guarantee that every single one of your votes is clean?”

Enrico gripped his phone tightly. “She’s planning to run.”

“What?” Jaden froze, perplexed. Why did boss think Paige was planning to run? Isn’t this revenge? What does running away have to do with it?

“You go back immediately. If she steps out of the Capital, you won’t need to appear before me again.”

Enrico slammed the phone back to Jaden. Initially, he thought Paige was going to university to gain knowledge. Now, it seemed she was waiting for today to officially challenge Malik. Once her revenge was complete, what she would do next wasn’t hard to guess.

“Yes, I’ll go back immediately.” Jaden dared not question Enrico’s decision and turned to leave.

Enrico grew increasingly irritated.

Damn it.

Abruptly, he fiercely tossed the fishing rod aside, stood up from his position, and turned to leave.

Everyone stared in astonishment. Why did he stand up? The matter wasn’t finished yet. There are still several important procedures in the next few days.

Even Jaden looked puzzled. “Boss?”

“I’m going back to personally break her legs!”

…

At this moment, Paige is still seated on the stage in the university auditorium, pressing Malik with aggressive questions.

“Senator Clarke, can you guarantee that every single one of your votes is clean?” Paige shouted through the megaphone at Malik.

Malik looked at her strangely, not understanding her intentions. The whole auditorium was already buzzing, but with so much noise, he couldn’t make out what everyone was saying.

Molly ran to the back and looked at the suspended TV. She saw a group of people forcing a few civilians to sign votes, while Malik sat leisurely drinking tea on the side.

“Oh!” She suddenly exclaimed in shock, her face turning pale.

The next second, she hurried forward, rushing directly to the front of the stage and shouting loudly at Malik, “Dad! Dad! Paige is broadcasting videos that are all unfavorable to you!”

Hearing this, although Malik didn’t know what the video was about, he probably guessed it. He was completely panicked, turning his head to glare fiercely at Paige.

“Senator Clarke, please answer me directly.”

Malik took a deep breath, and desperately stabilized the situation. “Fellow students, stay calm. This student was sent by my opponent to disrupt my speech. These videos are all fake, they’re all fake! Don’t believe them! Security, grab this student, she deliberately disrupted my speech, I’ll sue her!”

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Nick and a group of boys tried to stop them, but there were too many security guards.

The security guards rushed toward Paige. She kicked the chair out, and knocked down two security guards.

“Malik, are you ashamed after being exposed by me? Do you want to deal with me like you do with those voters and blueberry farmers? Having a senator like you in our country is simply a disgrace.”

Paige stood on the stage, holding the megaphone in one hand and dealing with the rushing security guards in the other.

One security guard after another was thrown to the ground by her.

Bryan stood there, shocked, looking at Paige. Was this still the Paige he knew?

“Shut up! Throw her out! Throw her out!” Malik roared uncontrollably, unable to let this bastard speak anymore.

After saying that, Malik was protected by several security guards and turned around and wanted to run.

Paige chuckled lightly, “Senator Clarke, the prosecutor should be on the way now. It’s probably too late for you to run.”

Upon hearing Paige’s words, Nick loudly shouted, “Malik is trying to escape!”

“Don’t let him run! Explain yourself!” Students stood up one after another, shouting loudly.

Paige held up the megaphone and continued, “I understand now, Senator Clarke is soon to be Enrico’s prospective father-in-law, and it seems you’re going to abuse your authority under this guise.”

These days, she had been watching the Clarkes’ actions coldly. Since the kidnapping case, Malik and Molly had continued to take advantage of their relationship with Enrico. But they forgot that the ties with the top financial group were a double-edged sword for them. After all, the bravest challengers of authority in the world were a group of fearless and inexperienced students.

Sure enough, as soon as her words fell, the students became even more excited. Those in the front row rushed up, shouting loudly, “Don’t let him run! Malik, explain yourself!”

“That’s right! Explain yourself! No matter how big your financial backers are, we’ll resist to the end!”

“Malik! Explain yourself!”

“Malik! Explain yourself!”

The scene was in complete chaos.

People shouted, and the faster students were already on stage, rushing to stop Malik from running.

The security guards surrounded Malik, while students surrounded the security guards, leaving Malik with no way to escape.

This was probably the most chaotic speech in history.

Paige looked at the situation unfolding exactly as she had expected. She handed the megaphone to Nick and said, “Go manage things. Don’t let it turn into a stampede.”

“Got it!”

Nick grabbed the megaphone and ran to maintain order, directing his men to open all the doors of the auditorium.

With thirty thousand people in the auditorium, a stampede was no joke.

“Dad! Dad!” Molly was so anxious under the stage, desperately looking around but unable to see where Malik was.

Paige walked slowly to the edge of the stage, approached her, half crouched down, and looked down at her pale face, saying word by word, “The Clarkes are finished.”

The Lautner family is truly a family with a background in intelligence. She had Kevin keep an eye on the Clarkes for a while, and he had dug up so much damning evidence. Bribery, beating up farmers, assaulting and coercing voters-each of these was enough to put Malik behind bars for life.

“Paige!” Molly glared at her hysterically and shouted, “You disgusting. How dare you do this to my dad! I won’t let you off!”

“You’ve got it wrong,” Paige said calmly. “I’m not just dealing with your dad, I’m dealing with you too. Soon, all your dealings in buying paintings, hiring someone to take exams for you, and two-timing… all will be exposed.”

With that, she smiled at Molly.