“Sister Paige …”
Carrie’s voice came from her cell phone, full of intolerance for this kind of vigor from Paige.
Temple in Heaven, it’s their faith ah.
“What are you afraid of, we’re all alive, Temple in Heaven has a do-over.” Paige indifferently said.
“Yes.” Nick and Carrie on the phone spoke in unison, but their emotions were both complicated to the extreme.
…
Paige winded her way back to The Gustin family’s villa estate.
The atmosphere of the estate was different than usual, with many people stopping what they were doing and gathering in the lobby to talk, with nervous faces and a sense of trepidation.
As soon as Paige stepped through the front door, she saw Beau, the butler, reprimanding everyone for being paranoid.
Olivia stands by holding Gabriel’s hand, and Gabriel looks at everyone with confused eyes, not understanding what is happening.
As soon as she turned her head, Gabriel’s eyes lit up, “Mommy! You’re back!”
Gabriel ran wildly toward Paige.
Paige took off the trench coat she was wearing and bent down to hug Gabriel, “Gabriel, Mommy has something to do, you play by yourself.”
“You just got back, why do you have something to do?” Gabriel deflated his little mouth unhappily.
Didn’t he say he’d play with him when he got back?
“I’m sorry, Gabriel,” Paige apologized sincerely, patting him on the head and turning to go, stomping quickly up the stairs, saying as she went, “Butler Beau, arrange a place for Nick, he’ll be working here next. ”
“Yes, Young Lady.” Beau butler answered.
“Mommy …,” Gabriel called sullenly as he watched Paige’s hurried figure, but didn’t go up to pester her.
Olivia watched, realizing that this time things must be serious as hell, and reached out to place her hand on Gabriel’s tiny shoulder, “Gabriel be good, your mommy will be able to keep you company when she’s done with her busy schedule.”
Paige walked into the den alone and pushed everything away from the desk, leaving both laptops open at the same time.
The surveillance that Carrie had sent happened to be sent over.
She had placed one computer for the Institute and one for the dinner party, bringing the surveillance to as many as a dozen in each place.
She opened all the surveillance at once and watched it at 5x speed.
Every image from the small windows fell into her eyes.
Paige captured every detail, and all the images gradually became three-dimensional in her eyes, forming a three-dimensional world, big or small.
It was as if she was traveling back to the Institute and the dinner party at the same time, walking around heavily armed men in protective suits and scantily clad high rollers …
Paige just stayed in her study for five hours at a time.
Her eyes began to tire and her brain slowed down.
Paige raised her hand to press pause and closed her eyes and pressed her temples, which were throbbing.
After a two-minute break, Paige opened her eyes and pushed aside the lunch that Beau’s butler had delivered in front of her.
She hadn’t taken a bite and her lunch had gotten cold.
Paige picked up her cell phone and called Beau’s butler, “You bring me up a cup of black coffee.”
“Yes, Young Lady.” Beau butler answered on the other end.
Paige put her cell phone down and continued to check the surveillance, which was moving fast on the screen.
Research was being done at the Institute, cars coming and going from the door; plutocrats at dinner parties were talking and raising their glasses.
Paige sat, one hand clenched in a fist and knocked hard on the head that saw the trance, her shell teeth biting her lip, biting out the pain to keep herself absolutely awake.
“Knock knock.”
The door was knocked.
“Young Lady, the black coffee is ready, Beau’s housekeeper asked me to bring it in for you.” A maid’s voice sounded immediately after.
“Come in.” Paige voiced as she stared at the screen.
The door was gently pushed open and the maid carefully walked over to Paige with the coffee.
“Just put it on the side.” Paige looked at the monitor without shifting her eyes, “Remove this lunch and tell Butler Beau that there’s no need to prepare mine for dinner either.”
Filling up the stomach made one prone to sleepiness.
She couldn’t be sleepy now, only awake.
“Yes, Young Lady.” The maid looked at the fully focused Paige and slowly picked up the steaming coffee on the tray.
Suddenly, hatred surfaced on her face and she tilted the cup in her hand, pouring the coffee all over towards Paige, “You go to hell, Paige!”
Paige was unguarded and now scalded, the man stood up from his chair, half of his shoulders to his arms drenched in coffee, white smoke billowing from his clothes, and the bitter aroma of coffee, spreading throughout the den.
“What are you doing?”
Beau butler carrying fruit, just walked to the door and saw this scene, so shocked that he directly threw the fruit plate, rushed in and pulled the maid aside, while notifying the home bodyguards.
Paige stood there and, without thinking, picked up a glass of already-cooled water from her lunch and doused it down toward her shoulder.
Half of her body, which was burning painfully, went a little numb from the cool water.
She rolled up her sleeves, and her originally white skin was already all red.
“Young Lady, are you alright?” Butler Beau asked nervously as he tugged at the maid.
Paige looked down at her arm and raised her eyes coldly to the maid.
The maid was a young one, but around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, at this moment, she stood there glaring at Paige in pain, “It’s all you, it’s all you who made this happen!”
“What are you babbling about here? Don’t want to die, do you?” Beau butler yelled out.
The bodyguards came quickly and rushed in to help restrain the maid.
The maid struggled desperately, her eyes glaring tightly at Paige, “What are you arresting me for, you should be arresting her, if it wasn’t for her class equality and picking up that bunch of lower class people from the slums, how would the virus have broken out?”
“Is that why you spilled my coffee?” Paige looked over coldly, the water and coffee stains on half her body made her look a little worse for wear, but she stood up straight.
“Young Lady, she’s talking nonsense, I’ll take her to the police station right away.” Beau the butler said hastily.
“I’m not babbling!” The maid shouted out like a madwoman, pointing her finger at her as she struggled, “You only think about what you do as a female Goddess or savior, you don’t even know how terrible the Ferris wheel virus is!”
“It’s only been half a day since the news came out, all the hospitals in the country are already overcrowded, there would be no vaccine for this virus, it would spread all over the country! All of us are going to die! You just harmed the entire country A for the lives of over three thousand inferior people!”
The maid spoke excitedly, glaring at the bodyguard and Beau’s butler next to her as she spoke, “And you all work for her! I’m going to die, you’re going to die, everyone is going to die, it’s all because of her! It’s all because of her woman!”
“…”
The bodyguard stiffened at the remark.
Beau butler said eagerly, “Send her to the police! Don’t compel here!”
The bouncer drifted off, tugging the maid out the door.
The maid refused, her feet buckled tightly to the ground as she was dragged along out, her hand still pointing at Paige, shouting viciously, “You woman! You shall not die, you shall die, you shall die first! You deserve to die, you first! You all deserve to die on the Ferris wheel virus!”
At those words, Paige strides over towards the maid.
Under the stunned gaze of Beau’s butler and bodyguards, Paige grabbed the maid’s lapel and slapped her across the face.