The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“Huh? Uh, yeah.” Nick stared at her in confusion.

Paige paused for a moment, then said, “Make me an ID. Female, 21 years old, birthday May 27th, make up the rest.”

“Why do you need a fake ID?” He bewildered. “Why does a young girl like you…”

“Ahhhh… okay, okay! I’ll do it for you!” He cried out in pain as Paige casually continued to twist the skewer in his hand.

“F-female, 21 years old, birthday May 27th, and whatever else you need…” His voice trembled.

Paige picked up a piece of beef and began eating it leisurely, while idly rotating the skewer embedded in his hand.

“Please stop, I beg you… and, um, the name?”

“The name?” Paige glanced down at the table, remembering someone she had met on the island before.

“Joss Lautner.”

With that, Paige snatched his phone and quickly took a photo of herself for the ID.

“Five days later, 9 PM, Diamond Mall, 8th floor. Deliver it to me. If you’re late…”

Paige paused, smiling at him, then yanked out the skewer in his palm. “You’ll regret it.”

“Ahhhh!… I’ll be there, I promise!”

“Good.” Paige shrugged nonchalantly. “Pay the bill for my table and leave.”

“Yes, yes…” Clutching his bleeding hand, Nick bowed and retreated.

Paige felt a little satisfied. Just as she was enjoying herself, a commotion erupted in the distance.

Moments later, a group of men in suits strode towards them. Each had a gun at their waist and shouted sternly, “Everyone leave now! We’ve bought out the entire street!”

Bought out a street of food stalls? The world of the wealthy was truly beyond understanding.

Paige looked at the spread of food on the table in front of her, reluctant to leave it behind. She walked up to the barbecue stall and asked, “Can I have a few takeout boxes?”

As she spoke, she glanced to the side and suddenly saw a man in a gray suit standing behind a group of men.

‘Jaden? Enrico’s assistant. Could it be Enrico who had bought out this place? Wasn’t he the CEO of the first financial conglomerate? How could he show up at such a civilian food street?’

Paige immediately forgot about packing up. Instead, she grabbed a hat and a disposable mask from the barbecue stall and put them on. She also picked up an apron hanging nearby and wore it hastily.

Once she was done, Paige lowered her head and followed the crowd of people being cleared out.

She sensed Jaden getting closer to her and couldn’t help but hold her breath.

Her shoulder was suddenly pressed down, startling her. It was Jaden’s voice. “You vendors, go back to business as usual. Grill up some delicious food.”

Vendors?

Paige was momentarily confused. When she lowered her head, she realized that in her haste, she had put on the stall’s uniform.

She sighed in frustration, lowering her head.

“Go on,” Jaden said, glancing at her.

Paige could only nod and turn back to the barbecue stall. Initially, she was worried about being exposed by the stall owner, but there was no one in front of the stall. Apparently, the owner had been scared off.

She randomly grabbed a couple of skewers and put them on the grill, pretending to barbecue.

Soon, the entire food street was cleared out, leaving only the night market stalls on both sides. Each stall was guarded by two security guards. Tables, chairs, and floors were instantly cleaned and disinfected, covered with elegant tablecloths.

“Mr. Gustin, I just love coming to the food street.” A coquettish voice suddenly rang out.

Paige couldn’t help but glance up and saw two people walking towards them from not far away.

The man was tall, his long coat barely covering his long legs. His face was flawlessly handsome, unmistakably Enrico.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

So it was Enrico bringing a woman to eat street food.

Unfortunately, the two of them sat down at the table in front of Paige’s stall.

She sneakily observed as the woman took off her high heels under the table, her toes climbing up Enrico’s leg in a flirtatious manner.

Enrico lounged lazily at the table, twirling a priceless watch on his wrist. Sensing the movement on his leg, he glanced at the woman. “What are you doing? Do you want me to fuck you right here?”

Paige was speechless.

The woman blushed at his words, pressing her foot against him more eagerly, climbing up his thigh toward a more sensitive area.

“Mr. Gustin…”

Jaden suddenly leaned over. “Is the grilling done? Serve some first.”

Paige hastily scooped the barbecue onto a plate, haphazardly sprinkling various sauces over it, then lowered her head and carried the plate out.

She noticed that the woman had somehow climbed onto the dining table, half-laying there with provocative gestures, pulling her V-neckline wider apart, biting her red lips seductively while Enrico stared at her intently.

He slowly raised his hand, sliding it across the woman’s thigh through the red dress.

Paige quickly approached, placing the plate on the edge of the table before stepping back.

“Wait,” Enrico suddenly called out, his gaze locking onto her.

Paige swallowed nervously, holding her breath and keeping her head down. Was she recognized?