Rachel’s face turned pale as she continued to move backwards, “Paige, I am now a member of the Folsom family. If you kill me, the Folsom family will not let you go.”
“That will be after you die,” Paige sneered, and with a flick of her fingers, a dagger appeared in her hand.
A cold gleam flashed in the darkness.
Seeing this, Rachel, regardless of her weak body, grabbed a pillow and smashed it at her, then quickly pressed a button under the pillow.
As soon as the button was pressed, there was a ‘bang’ sound, and the door was pushed open from the outside. A bodyguard rushed in, “Madam, miss!”
Then, there was a continuous alarm sound, and from a distance, there were many footsteps rushing over.
This young lady who had been lost and was now found was really valued by the Folsom family.
“…”
Paige looked at Rachel coldly.
“Heh.”
Rachel half-collapsed on the bed, her face pale as she laughed provocatively, “Paige, I have crossed paths with you so many times, do you really think I won’t guard against you?”
She was too hurt to scream, but she was prepared. When she pressed the button, everyone in the Folsom family would rush to her defense.
Paige wanted to run. Dream on.
“You think that’ll work?”
Paige looked down at her with contempt.
“Let go of Miss Caroline! Or we’ll shoot!”
In the darkness, two bodyguards aimed their guns at them. It was too dark to aim, so one of them went to turn on the lights.
As soon as the lights came on, the room was brightly lit. Paige grabbed the quilt and swung it.
The quilt opened and flew up in the air, covering the two people.
The muzzles of the guns were once again aimless.
The bodyguards hurried over anxiously.
Paige pulled Rachel, who was as weak as a doll, over and put her hands around her neck from behind. She leaned down and whispered coldly in her ear, “Rachel, cherish the days you have now, because I won’t let you live long.”
The quilt slowly fell in front of the two.
Paige’s eyes were fierce, and with a sharp blow of her hand, she cut the tendons in Rachel’s right hand.
“Ahhh…”
Rachel screamed in pain, but due to her injuries, she couldn’t even scream loudly, her voice hoarse as if her throat had been damaged. There was no more blood in her face.
The quilt fell to the ground.
Paige had already rushed out nimbly, and Rachel was lying on the ground, shaking with pain and unable to catch her breath.
The sound of Paige running out just now was…
“Caroline!”
Beinice walked into the room with a worried expression, rushing to Rachel’s bed and seeing her hands covered in blood, her eyes widening in shock.
Blanca followed Beinice’s lead, walking in with a frown and looking coldly at the group of bodyguards who had followed her. “Idiots, how can you not see what’s going on?”
“Books, books!”
Rachel collapsed onto the bed and gasped heavily, “Paige took the books, I heard the sound of pages turning in her hands…”
Rachel’s words were broken, her pupils dilated, as if she was about to die the next second.
Upon hearing this, Blanca was shocked, “Impossible.”
The book was safely in her room.
Beinice asked her bodyguard to call the family doctor while reassuring her daughter, “Yes, Caroline, Paige won’t be able to get the book.”
Rachel was so desperate that she was about to cry. She said with all her strength, “If she doesn’t get the book, she’ll take me hostage. Chase, chase!”
She knew that Paige would not leave without the book.
If she had the book, she would only want to kill her, not take her hostage, because it would be better for her to run away alone, dragging her along would be a burden.
Seeing that Rachel was almost out of breath, Beatrice was anxious and, without thinking about it, told her subordinates, “You all go after her, you must catch her!”
“Yes!” The bodyguards rushed out together.
“…”
Blanca stood to the side, her bright face furrowed with worry. She knew how safe the safe in her room was, and she had been in her room the whole time, so how could Paige have opened it?
But how did Rachel hear the sound of the pages turning?
Did Paige do it on purpose?
She let the Folsom family think that the book had been stolen, so that while everyone was chasing after it to the front door, she could go to her room and take her time opening the safe.
No good!
Blanca’s eyes hardened, and without saying anything else, she turned around and left, hurrying back to her room.
Her room was still the way she left it, nothing had been moved, and the light was bright.
“…”
Blanca silently watched all this, could it be that she had misjudged the situation?
She frowned, walked up to a wall, pushed open the painting on it to reveal the safe in the secret compartment inside, and spun in the difficult combination.
There was only a crisp sound, and the safe was opened.
Blanca stood there, looking at the masterpiece that lay quietly inside, her brow furrowing even more tightly.
Behind the drawn curtains, Paige stood silently, watching Blanca’s movements, a curve crossing her lips.
Sorry.
I anticipated your anticipation.
If there’s time to fiddle with a difficult safe, it’s better to let its owner open it themselves.
Blanca took out the suicide note from inside and read it twice. Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong. The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, and a dark figure rushed out and immediately attacked her.
“Paige, you’re so clever,”
Blanca couldn’t understand anything at this point. Both she and Rachel had been outwitted by Paige, and her cleverness had backfired.
As she spoke, she fought back with her backhand.
Paige, however, had no intention of engaging her in a fight. She waved the flour she had stolen from the kitchen in front of Blanca.
Blanca had encountered many evil and vicious people over the years, so much so that she subconsciously thought it was some kind of chemical. She lowered her head and raised her hands to block it, and Paige took the opportunity to grab the book from her hands in one smooth, effortless motion.
“Miss Blanca, thank you for the book.”
Paige laughed softly, grabbed the book and turned around, running out the door. She jumped straight through the window and landed safely in the snow on the balcony.
“…”
Blanca was still standing there, reaching out to wipe something off her face. She sniffed and realized it was just plain flour, and she was furious.
This girl really can use any trick in the book.
If she really lets her escape on the Folsom family’s territory, it would be a big joke, wouldn’t it?
Blanca chased after her recklessly, leaping off the balcony and running after the distant figure.
…
That night, Paige stirred up the Folsom family.
In no time, the lights in each room were back on, and the entire manor was brightly lit. The doctor was walking, the bodyguards were running, all in pursuit of Paige.
Kelsey leaned over the window and looked down at the crowd below, secretly praying for Paige.
Jasper was awakened by the noise and stood at the window, looking out. His brow furrowed as he watched, and it was a while before he issued his command, “Arrest her, but bring her back alive.”
That night, no one in the Folsom family slept well.
Except for Brangelina.
Brangelina lay in bed, hugging the quilt and snoring, and no matter how much noise there was outside, it didn’t disturb her sleep.
The night was bone-chillingly cold in Eastdown, and Paige kept running, avoiding wave after wave of pursuit, with bullets whizzing past her shoulders.
She had knocked down many people, but Blanca kept following her.