Chapter 723 No, I can live

Book:The Psychotic Girl's Revenge Published:2024-12-2

Alonso lost all sense of pain in that moment.
His pupils contracted fiercely.
He clutched Paige’s hand holding the longevity charm and stared at her with bloodshot eyes, “How did you get this? How did you get it?”
This was the longevity charm belonging to his daughter.
His voice broke, the veins on his neck were throbbing wildly, and he squeezed his fingers even harder, causing more and more blood to flow from his shoulder, deepening the wound by another degree.
“What do you think?” Paige asked in return, her face expressionless.
He only thought that the Folsom family was obsessed with revenge, so she must have approached Enrico for the sake of the Folsom family’s greater good, and never considered another possibility?
Upon hearing this, Alonso’s gaze froze, and he stared blankly at the young face in front of him.
This was the first time he had taken such a serious look at someone.
Her face was pale, her features clear. It wasn’t an overly showy beauty, but a kind of innocent comfort that wasn’t aggressive. Such a face usually had a pair of tender almond eyes.
But the girl’s eyes weren’t weak. When she looked at people, she clearly had a kind of strength, a kind of light that reflected from a powerful heart.
In a daze, Alonso felt as if he were back in the alley of River Town, where Blanca was wearing traditional ethnic dress and walking along the wet and slippery stone pavement. She suddenly turned around and smiled happily at him, her silver ornaments jingling.
He really did hear it.
He came back to his senses and saw the little bell on the longevity lock jingling.
“How is this possible…” Alonso looked at her in disbelief, his hand holding her wrist began to shake, his bloodshot eyes were watery, “Who are you, who are you?”
His body trembled, and his breathing stopped and started again.
“Do you want to do a paternity test?”
Paige had already taken out the longevity lock, so naturally she was not going to hide it anymore.
Her simple and straightforward words destroyed the last bit of resistance Alonso had. He looked at her blankly, tears overflowing his eyes and running down his face.
With his stubbly face, he didn’t look good crying.
“You’re not dead, so how have you been all these years? Or did you go back to your mother long ago?”
Suddenly, a flood of remorse hit Alonso. Why didn’t he keep looking? Why didn’t he go back to the Folsom family and take another look over the years…
How could he have just drifted on the lake.
The doctor came over with a bottle of wine, but seeing the atmosphere in the car was not right, he stood outside the car without moving.
Paige twisted her wrist and broke free of her hand, glanced at the doctor outside and said, “You take out the bullet first.”
“No need, I can live.”
Alonso stared at her intently, blocking the door with one hand to prevent the doctor from getting close.
Even if a thousand arrows pierced his heart, he could still live.
“…”
What kind of words are these.
Paige raised her hand and pressed it against her temple. Suddenly, the intense gunfire outside stopped.
It was quiet.
Utterly quiet.
It was as if no sound had ever existed in this world.
The endless darkness ripped open a gap in the east, and a gentle light leaked out.
Paige looked up and looked out.
The firefight was over.

Jaden brought the Smiths family back to the hotel.
In the lobby of the hotel, the large crystal chandelier reflected a diamond-like radiance, illuminating the disheveled Smiths family.
Jason, in an expensive suit, looked out of shape, his hair disheveled, his face dark and smelly. His hand, which was clenched at his side, pulsed with veins as he clutched his deep sense of grievance.
Behind him were his wife, his sons, and a bunch of relatives and close associates, all of them dejected and disheveled.
If you count carefully, there are almost a hundred people.
Even such a large hall seems overcrowded.
Bryan stood in the crowd, slowly lifting a sad face and looking not far away.
Paige stood under the lights with her chin lifted by Enrico. She was forced to tilt her head back as Enrico looked carefully at her neck. His brows were screwed up in a somewhat hideous manner, “Where did the fingerprints come from?”
“…”
The blood had dried up, but fingerprints remained.
Paige thought about Alonso, who was still undergoing surgery to remove the bullet, and decided not to add another bullet to his body, so she said, “I was so nervous waiting for you that I pressed my neck unintentionally.”
Enrico stared at her coldly, “You can ask Gabriel if you want, and see if he believes you.”
“…”
Paige was silent.
Enrico raised his hand and touched her neck a few times, a little hard, as if he wanted to erase the fingerprints on it.
A dark look flashed in his eyes, and he turned to the bodyguard beside him and said, “Tell the doctor to examine the wound carefully, several times, and be careful that there are shrapnel left in the bone.”
“…”
He knew that Alonso had performed the bomb removal surgery without anesthesia, but he still wanted someone to examine it carefully.
Paige touched her neck and whispered, “I’m really fine, don’t worry.”
“Let me take another look.”
Enrico examined her with a furrowed brow, as if she had been in a firefight just now, afraid that she might have other injuries.
Paige helplessly submitted to his inspection. On the other side, Jaden and the bodyguards walked in carrying a stack of suitcases, and set them down on the ground. In front of the Smiths family, they directly used their guns to open the combination locks on top and opened all the suitcases.
The boxes were full of jewelry.
Even though Paige had seen the big world in the past few years, it was still the first time she had seen so much shiny jewelry. If they were all piled together, they would probably form a mountain.
All the boxes were full of jewelry, no banknotes, no clothes or trousers, etc., which could be considered “traveling light”.
“Mr. Gustin, miss,”
Jaden opened all the boxes and then stood aside.
Enrico then turned his head to look over, looking at Jason somewhat mockingly, “You’re quite capable, actually getting so many valuable things under my nose.”
If country A were to fall, the banknotes would become a pile of waste paper, and at this time of course it is the jewels that have value.
“…”
Jason stood there with a very bad complexion. On hearing this, he almost bit his teeth in two. A winner takes all, there’s nothing more for him to say!
He clenched his fists, calmed down, and walked out, looking at Enrico and saying, “Mr. Gustin, I know that you are going to use money to fight the plutocrats and stabilize the domestic Ferris wheel epidemic. How about this? Let’s make a deal. I can give you all this jewelry, as long as you let us go. After I leave the country and run the Smiths family, I will continue to provide you with funds to help you.”
As he said this, Enrico’s bodyguards spread out and surrounded the Smiths family, with their guns all trained on them.
In this situation, this remark seemed ignorant and ridiculous.
Enrico sat back on the sofa next to him, sitting in the middle, one leg casually up, his lips curled up in a smile as he looked at Jason, as if he were looking at a dying cockroach. “Jason, are you sick in the head?”
If it falls into his hands, he will get these jewels without him having to give them to him.