“To put it bluntly, they just want to take away from Miss, the contract they made in the first place, and want to collectively force Miss to erase their family’s black history.” Jaden’s voice came out from inside.
“In the past, it was fine for everyone to maintain a balance and not break it, each with their own scruples, but now that most of the dyed-in-the-wool illnesses are in these big families, they’ve naturally decided to go for broke, and if they don’t agree to it, they’ll break the fish’s net.”
“Breaking the net what, could it be that if Country A is in complete chaos, there is no benefit to them?”
It was rare for Paige to hear, Jaden speak so angrily.
She looked at Enrico from the little gap, Enrico was sitting there, a face as cold as ice, thin lips pursed, his hand playing with a glazed green jar, the sound of candy crashing inside.
“Jaden, you first calm down, the words are not so, the national chaos is not good for them, but they are holding the timing to take advantage of the businessman’s true colors.”
“In addition, this time the virus is the slums virus, but those who have contracted it are all powerful people in high positions, they refuse to disclose the disease for their own interests, then the public hatred and resentment is not only the slums of more than 3, 000 people, they naturally want to shift the focus, this focus does not fall on the Paige president, and who else can it fall on?” The executives all sat there talking.
Paige stood outside the door, quietly watching Enrico, who seemed to be not hearing much, just playing with the jar in his hand.
“Mr. Gustin, there’s a lot of pressure on the Presidency right now as well, the Gustin Group consortium and President Rafael rely on each other, they have to help ease the situation.”
“Mr. Gustin, just give us a direction, so we can know what to do.”
“Those clans would also like to know what you mean now, are you going to bail Paige out this time or not …”
“Mr. Southam what do you mean by that?”
Enrico didn’t say anything, but Jaden was annoyed again, almost furiously interrupting that senior’s words, “Years ago, when the Gustin Group consortium relied on the cooperation with Temple in Heaven to rebuild the slums, its reputation rose greatly, and it returned to the number one position in the country, weren’t you quite happy, when you were being interviewed, you were always talking about Equality, and this time you’re in a hurry to clear your relationship with Miss, you’re really acting like a villain.”
A year ago, the Gustin Group consortium, Temple in Heaven’s cooperation with President Rafael was one of the best, and everyone gained benefits.
“Jaden, I’m doing this for the Consortium too.”
The man stood up from his chair and looked to Enrico, “Mr. Gustin, my loyalty to the Consortium is clear as day, now that Country A is in chaos and the public’s attention is either on President Paige or the diseased plutocrats, someone has to take the heat. Are we going to go against the plutocrats and set Country A back another hundred years?”
Isn’t that funny?
Jaden was exhausted and was about to say something when Enrico coldly placed the jar in his hand on the table and snapped in a deep voice, “Tomorrow at noon, hold a press conference and I will personally attend.”
The crowd was silenced and looked at each other in disbelief.
Jaden stood aside and looked at him with some surprise.
In the face of the young lady’s matter, Mr. Gustin seemed to be calm beyond normal this time, not even like him anymore.
Jaden couldn’t help but raise his voice and inquire, “Mr. Gustin, the main content of the launch is …”
Paige didn’t listen any further and turned away, one foot silent on the floor.
Her throat was dry.
She stomped down the stairs, head over heels all the way, her feet weak and uncomfortable.
Paige felt like she was stepping on a cloud and made her way to the kitchen in a daze.
She took out a cup and caught a glass of water and took two sips.
The cold water poured down her throat and cleared her head a few times, she looked down only to see a glazed powdered jar sitting in front of the runners, she lifted the lid and inside was a box of pink candy.
There was candy in the room, there was candy in the study, there was even candy in the kitchen.
This was how afraid she was of being bitter.
Paige propped one hand on the runner and looked at the jar of candy, let out a bitter laugh and took one out of it and put it in her mouth.
Not a mint candy.
Not refreshing, not stimulating.
Just cloyingly sweet, sweet on her tongue, sweet on her throat.
“Ahem-” Paige coughed at the tickle, her legs gradually becoming a little less supportive.
She simply hugged the candy jar and squatted down, clinging to the cupboards, shrinking herself into this small area.
This squatting, squatting for two hours.
The cook and maid who woke up early to prepare for work walked in, and were startled by the silhouette on the floor, and backed away.
“Young Lady? Why are you here?”
Several people were stunned.
Only to see Paige crouching alone in the corner, her body tilted against the cupboards, a pale face, her long hair a little disheveled, and her eyes staring woodenly and straight ahead, motionless.
Paige’s long eyelashes quivered as she stood up, clutching the candy jar, “Sorry.”
She said faintly, dragging her legs, which had crouched until they were paralyzed, outside.
A few people looked at her back and unconsciously frowned, “Young Lady will be alright, right?”
“I don’t know ah, this night the news hasn’t stopped, now outside are screaming for the young lady to come forward and admit to the crime, wanting her to go to jail, there are also demands for a direct death sentence.”
“Ah? How can these people be like this, the young lady is quite nice ah, and it’s not like she made the virus.” Paige returned upstairs alone.
Outside, the sky had already dawned, and the light in the study had never dimmed.
Enrico was still busy.
Paige withdrew her eyes and returned to her room, walking over to her bed and lifting the covers to lie down.
She lay straight up and looked above her head, her eyes not moving.
After a long time, she slowly turned on her side on the bed, lifted her legs and curled up into a ball under the covers, desperate to shrink her entire being into the smallest being possible.
There were muffled footsteps outside the door.
Paige immediately closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
The door was pushed open and she heard Enrico’s footsteps approach.
The next second, a warm palm was pressed to her forehead.
Enrico sat down on the edge of the bed, and she could feel his gaze falling all the way to her face.
She didn’t dare to open her eyes to look at him for fear that all she would see was his exhaustion and haggardness.
A short while later, Enrico got up and hurried away.
“I’m going to the consortium, if she wakes up, eat if you can, if you don’t want to eat, give her sleeping pills and let her go back to sleep.” Enrico whispered at the door, “Don’t disturb her with anything.”
“Yes, Young Master.” Housekeeper Beau answered.
The door to the room was gently closed.
Paige slowly opened her eyes, looked at the closed door of the room, and rolled over again, turning to the inside, still scrunched up in a ball, her eyes glazed over.
After an unknown amount of time, the door to the room is pushed open again.
Paige closed her eyes again.
A creeping sound approached as the door opened.
The tiny child struggled to climb into bed.
Suddenly, she was hugged from behind by a pair of small hands, her soft little face pressed into the back of her neck in peace.