Enrico glanced at her.
Why was he being sarcastic? He was just concerned!
“She is my apprentice.”
Master Chris also had no idea where he got the strength to do so, but he sat upright in his rocking chair and looked coldly at Enrico, “I haven’t even asked you yet, how old are you, what do you do, and who are the people in your family?”
Standard elder interrogation.
When it came from an old lady, it carried an aggressive tone.
Paige was experiencing this for the first time and didn’t know what to say, so she subconsciously looked at Enrico.
Enrico stood behind her, casually resting his hand on her shoulder. Similarly, he had never experienced this before, and just coolly glanced at the old lady, “Are you interrogating me?”
“Paige is my apprentice, so I can’t interrogate her? In my day, if I said no, you two couldn’t get together.”
Master Chris had never been known for his good temper, but Paige had always spoiled her, and she suddenly felt angry when Enrico asked her that question.
“You old lady still want to arrange a marriage? You’ve lost your hand, so just give up,” Enrico snorted.
What did he know about him and Paige?
And why was he talking to master Chris like that?
Paige frowned at Enrico, and before she could convey her displeasure, master Chris flew into a rage, “How dare you talk to me like that? You’re the one who got close to my apprentice just by relying on your looks. Who do you think you are to yell at me? You’re just a toy for her to play with outside.”
“…”
Paige sat on the small chair and silently placed a hand on her forehead.
Why did they have to get into an argument?
“Face?” Enrico laughed angrily. ‘Old lady, when we get out of here, I’ll show you what power means and what a single hand can do!’
Are these two positive words?
Paige was very helpless, but master Chris was surprised. She looked at Enrico fixedly.
Yesterday, she heard those people call him Mr. Gustin, and she saw that he was domineering and not like an ordinary person, but she didn’t think much about it.
But now…
The only person who dares to claim that he can control everything in Country A is…
“You’re also a chaebol?” Master Chris’s face immediately turned cold. “Enrico Gustin… Could it be that you are a descendant of Jeremy?”
Among the chaebols in Country A, the surname Gustin only belongs to The Gustin family’s villa.
“I have nothing to do with him,” Enrico said coldly, not wanting to hear that name at all.
“Paige,” master Chris said, ignoring this and glaring at Paige, ‘you’re confused. You’re with the heir to a plutocrat family, and these people are greedy and have a strong sense of class. Aren’t you just making things difficult for yourself?’
Men are everywhere, so why do you have to find one like this?
This old woman…
Enrico’s face turned even blacker.
Paige let out a light laugh, playing with a blade of grass, and said, “Teacher, there are people like Quint on Wind Island too. Not all the wealthy families are completely evil. He treats me well, and that’s enough.”
“You’re only in your twenties, what do you know? Come here, stay close to me.”
Master Chris glanced at Enrico, and the more he looked, the more dissatisfied he became. He commanded Paige to sit next to him.
Paige was about to sit over, when Enrico pressed down on her shoulder with force, “Where are you going?”
“Paige, come here!”
“No way!” Just stay by his side.
“Kid, she’s my apprentice, she has to listen to me!”
“She’s my woman, why should she listen to you?”
“Paige, you can’t follow this kind of man.”
“Paige, you can’t have this kind of teacher.”
Master Chris was completely angry. If she didn’t have hands, she would have pounced on Enrico and scratched him already. “Paige, say, do you listen to me or him?”
“Paige, you only have one man, but I can get you many teachers,” Enrico said to Paige, but his eyes were provocatively directed at master Chris.
“…”
Paige tore the grass leaves in her hand into shreds and stood up silently, ‘You argue for a while, I’ll go and check on everyone.’
“You little brat, don’t you even know how to respect your teacher?” master Chris was so angry that he lifted his foot to kick her.
Enrico grabbed Paige from behind, holding her as she dodged, and looked at the old woman uneasily, “I’ll let it go because you’re older, but if you touch her again, I’ll teach you a lesson!”
“…”
Master Chris sat in a rocking chair, looking at his arm tightly wrapped around Paige. His face was still dark, but he didn’t argue back.
Not far away, Blanca stood behind a tree, silently watching the scene and hearing all their conversations.
She lifted her hand and held a branch, which broke in her hand.
She couldn’t control her envy and jealousy.
At the same time, she also knew clearly that she would never have the qualifications of an old lady in her life, and could argue recklessly with others about who her daughter was closer to.
…
In the end, Paige was rescued from this battle of contention by Kevin.
“Paige, something’s happened,” Kevin looked at her with a grave expression.
Paige looked at him with gratitude on her face. Kevin looked confused. What was so happy about him saying something was wrong?
“What happened?” Paige asked calmly, quickly gathering her emotions.
“Come and see,” Kevin said, taking a few steps away.
Enrico naturally followed Paige, and the argument with master Chris stopped.
He walked up to her and took her hand in a firm grip, proclaiming his ownership every moment.
Kevin took them to the tent where Quint and his subordinates were being held.
Such people had done too much evil on Wind Island for Paige to let them start over again, so she had someone tie them up and leave them in the tent, to be taken with them when they left and face justice again.
At the moment, the entire tent had been dismantled and the parts thrown aside.
In the wasteland, several people were lying together, some with their eyes closed, some with their eyes wide open in death, and blood soaked everyone’s clothes.
They were all dead.
Quint, covered in blood, was lying on the ground, already lifeless.
“How could this happen?” Paige asked coldly.
Kevin stood to the side, “They were all beheaded, killed with a single blow, the technique was very neat and clean, as if they had come prepared.”
“No suspects?” Paige frowned at the strong smell of blood in the air.
“No,” Kevin said. ‘I thought about whether someone was seeking revenge, but from the flatness of the knife wounds and the strength of the blows, it wasn’t someone from the island who could do it. It was definitely someone with excellent skills; then there’s only the people we brought with us. Could it be that there are traitors among our men who want to assassinate the people from the slums and prevent everyone from going back?’
“If that’s the case, what’s the point of using a knife? It would be more efficient to just go straight for the guns and ammunition,” Enrico said coldly.
“…”
Kevin said no more.
Paige stood there, looking at the bodies and brooding.
This time, going to the island was a very important matter, and the people going to the island were strictly selected, so it was impossible for there to be any so-called spies, unless… unless the higher-ups knew about it and let them in on purpose…