“Are you sure your wrist is fine?” Rafael put his gold-rimmed glasses back on and looked at her.
When chaos broke out in the square’s D district, this side of the lectern remained intact until gunshots rang out and someone in the crowd suddenly climbed onto the lectern.
The girl instinctively rushed up to block him, pushing the man away.
He clearly heard her wrist make a bone-cracking sound, as if it had been twisted.
“I’m fine,” Carrie said with little expression.
“Come here and let me take a look,” Rafael said with a frown.
“I really am fine, thank you for your concern, President,”
Carrie didn’t show the gentleness she had shown on the podium. She didn’t even look at him, just anxiously looking in the direction of the elevator.
Nick said that Paige was back, but she hadn’t arrived yet.
Just as she was thinking, she heard the elevator doors open in the distance. Nick was the first to come out, followed by Paige, who was holding Enrico’s hand.
Carrie was overjoyed, and she dashed over in her high heels, “Sister Paige!”
“…”
Rafael was sitting there, and he only felt a gust of fragrance pass by.
Carrie ran up to Paige, looked her up and down, then looked at Enrico, bowed respectfully, and said, “Brother-in-law.”
“Mm,” Enrico was always happy to hear the term “brother-in-law.”
Carrie looked at Paige and stared at her hand, ‘Paige, why are you hurt?”
Paige’s hand was still on Enrico’s body. Hearing this, she looked at Carrie solemnly and said indifferently, ‘I accidentally cut myself a few days ago, but it’s almost healed.”
“…” Carrie felt guilty at the look she received.
…
Under the bright headlights, Paige helped Enrico sit down on the sofa opposite Rafael.
Rafael glanced at Enrico and frowned when he saw the gauze wrapped around his head. He then laughed, “Who is so powerful that they could have done this to you?”
It really is a good cycle of karma.
Leaving him in the country and running abroad yourself, it looks like you got hurt pretty badly.
Enrico leaned back and looked at him with a faint smile, “Not as good as you, tossing yourself around, and the speech could have caused a riot. What are your security guards doing?”
Upon hearing this, Rafael’s face sank, grabbed the cigarette on the table, leaned his head and lit it, saying, ‘You also know that they are just security guards. If I use the army, then Thomas would not dare to play around like this.”
“Thomas has been inciting riots with the support of the president. I didn’t expect this time to be so big, and there was fighting at the scene,’ Nick said from the side.
“How many times has there been a riot like this?” Paige asked.
“Since you left, Paige, there have been more than 20 riots, big and small,” Carrie said as she stood there. “This will definitely be on the news today, and there will be another battle of public opinion.”
This battle of public opinion would be nothing more than them accusing Thomas of inciting riots and Thomas accusing them of poor management.
“…”
More than 20 times.
An appalling figure.
Paige listened, her eyes slightly darkening. After a moment, she looked up at Rafael, then at Carrie, “When are you going to explain to me what happened to you?”
Carrie was prepared, immediately holding up the confidentiality agreement she signed with Rafael in front of Paige, then standing to the side, lowering her head, waiting to be scolded.
Paige took it and looked at the contents of the agreement.
True registration, fake marriage, separation of property, and the duration of the marriage is determined by Party A, Rafael.
As she read it, her fair face grew colder and colder.
“Snap,” Paige slammed the agreement on the walnut coffee table in front of her.
“…”
Rafael was choked by the smoke.
Carrie stood there, afraid to say anything, and Nick stepped forward and said, “Sister Paige, I suggested it, so blame me if you want.”
Enrico looked sideways at him, thinking about the string of phone numbers that had been memorized, and added, “If I were in charge of such a self-willed subordinate, I would throw him into the river.”
“…”
Nick and Carrie looked up at him silently.
Is this their brother-in-law?
Paige was really annoyed, and after giving them a cold look, she said, “Stand over there.”
“Yes.” Nick and Carrie immediately backed up obediently like two good children, until they were at the edge. The two of them stood quietly, as obedient as they could be.
Rafael watched silently and couldn’t help but laugh.
This Carrie, why is she like a prickly hedgehog in front of him.
Paige heard this laugh and it sounded harsh. She looked up at Rafael, “What’s the President laughing at?”
Rafael looked over and his heart sank. “You don’t think I planned their relationship, do you? I thought you were the one who suggested it. If I had known you were taking the lead, I would not have agreed.”
In that case, he was quite reasonable.
Paige looked at Rafael and agreed. It was all clearly written in black and white. It was Carrie who made the suggestion, and Rafael, being the man that he is, just accepted it. It didn’t seem quite right for her to blame someone else now.
But she was still unhappy.
The agreement was almost entirely beneficial to Rafael.
After thinking about it, Paige turned her head to look at Enrico and gave him a small smile.
Enrico arched his lips and cupped her nape with his hand, “What’s wrong?”
“Are you tired?” Paige asked, “If not, chat with the President, I’ll go see how to deal with the aftermath of tonight’s riots.”
Enrico didn’t know how to respond.
Paige got up, turned her face sideways and whispered in his ear, “I don’t like Rafael.”
After saying this, she leisurely stood up straight, nodded to Rafael, and turned to leave.
Nick and Carrie immediately followed.
Rafael looked at the lazy Enrico warily and said, “What did she just say in your ear?”
He felt like his name was mentioned.
Enrico slowly sat up straight, looked at him slyly, and said wickedly, “Guess.”
“…”
Rafael took another drag on his cigarette, thought for a moment, grabbed the wooden cigarette case in front of him, threw it up in the air, and threw it to Enrico’s hand, saying, “Take a cigarette to calm down, I have been your friend for so many years.”
Enrico couldn’t move one arm, so he flicked the cigarette case open with one hand, lowered his head and bit into a cigarette, his low voice ambiguous and arrogant, “I am a person who does not recognize any relatives.”
“…”
Rafael wanted to swear, and he looked up at Jaden, who was standing behind Enrico.
Jaden was very good at grasping the key points, and stood there adding a timely comment, “Mr. Gustin, I only learned about this matter after both parties had reached an agreement. I guessed that the lady would be displeased, but I am a nobody, so there is nothing I can do.”
In the end, Jaden added a little sigh.
“…”
Rafael looked at Jaden and suddenly felt that his friend, who had grown up together since childhood, was just a derogatory term.
…
Paige entered a suite, sat down in the study, and turned on a computer to watch the news tonight.
Sure enough, all the news that came out was about the riots.
Carrie and Nick stood there, arms folded.
“Sister Paige, this was my idea alone, and it has nothing to do with Brother Nick.”