Paige tilted her head and looked at the face of the man in front of her, a refined scoundrel. She didn’t even have the heart to resist, and silently leaned against him, allowing him to carry her away.
Seeing how compliant she was, Enrico stepped down from the stairs and said with a smile, “I thought you would argue with me.”
He knew her too well.
She didn’t like any of the things he had done.
Enrico carried her into a bedroom, laid her on the bed, and ran his hands through her hair. “It’s good to put it this way. You’ve suffered so much in the past, but not anymore. From now on, I’ll let you live the best life possible.”
“…”
“I’ll have someone prepare the bath,”
he said, stroking her face lightly, then getting up and leaving.
Paige’s lips moved, but in the end she didn’t say anything.
Enrico stepped outside and walked out of the mansion. A large group of people were waiting outside. When they saw him come out, one of them hurried up to him, filled with awe, ‘Master JT!’
“Go prepare the bath,”
Enrico stood there, pressing his knuckles against the tattoo on his wrist.
“Eh, okay, got it!” The subordinate hurriedly rushed inside with alacrity.
Enrico looked at this group of rough-looking men, his brows knitted together, and he said coldly, “Recruit some maids to serve.”
“Yes, Master JT!”
The subordinate answered again.
Enrico glanced back at the plaque of the Davis family and pursed his thin lips.
The entire Davis family had suddenly vanished, leaving behind their mansion, which had become his underground lair. Had he done something to make them go? Or had the Davis family, who had always been reluctant to leave, simply run away?
He would have to investigate further.
…
After making a fool of herself on the throne, Paige felt uncomfortable and took a bath in a wooden tub.
On the wooden rack next to her was a well-folded cheongsam.
The pale-white cheongsam had blue piping, and the embroidery imitated blue-and-white porcelain. It was exquisitely embroidered, with just the right amount of blank space, and it was graceful and elegant.
Paige liked cheongsam, but in this city, she didn’t want to wear it, because it simply didn’t allow her to express herself.
But there was no other clothing around.
Paige had no choice but to change into the cheongsam. She saw that there was also a blue and white porcelain-patterned round fan next to it. She held it in her hands and shook it, feeling as if she had become one of those noble ladies from country A a century ago.
She casually waved the fan twice and put it down, then turned and pulled open the door.
Two men were standing outside the door. When they saw her come out, they immediately bowed their heads and said, “Hazel.”
Paige ignored them and lifted her foot to walk out.
The two men hurriedly followed, from the door to the side door of the hall. The number of people behind Paige continued to grow, reaching six.
She continued walking, and when she was about to step out of the Davis family gate, someone hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, “Hazel, there is a garden behind here, the flowers are blooming nicely, why don’t you go catch some butterflies?”
Catch butterflies?
Paige almost laughed out loud. Her voice was cold, “Am I under house arrest?”
“It’s too chaotic outside, and Master JT is also worried about your safety.” The subordinate bowed his head respectfully.
“What if I really have to go out?”
With just the six of them, they still couldn’t stop her.
Paige moved her finger joints, waiting for them to stop her, but the six of them all knelt down at the same time.
“Hazel, you have a kind heart, so don’t make things difficult for us. You just left, but we’ll be dead if you go. Please be merciful.”
The six of them knocked their heads hard against the ground, again and again, as if they meant to die if she didn’t agree.
“…”
Paige had never seen so many people kowtow to her in such a neat manner in her life.
She could tell that they were genuinely panicking. This… no, JT had instilled a deep-rooted fear in them.
Enrico had always managed his subordinates with authority, but JT managed his subordinates by directly threatening their lives.
Paige let her hands drop and thought for a moment.
Enrico was now completely thinking in JT’s way of thinking. In his opinion, she had joined the Folsom family and was preparing to deal with him. He loved Hazel, so he would not touch her, but the Folsom family…
I’m afraid Enrico is now thinking about how to play with the Folsom family, right?
Paige frowned and said coldly, “Tell JT to come back to see me immediately. If he doesn’t…”
She glanced down at her long hair and said, “I will shave my head and become a nun.”
Her subordinates were scared and bowed their heads again.
Her threats worked. She sat in the Davis family’s lushly landscaped backyard, and it wasn’t long before Enrico appeared before her.
Paige sat in a white swing chair, absent-mindedly reading a book.
Enrico’s first glance when he walked in was fixed on Paige. The cheongsam highlighted Paige’s figure very well, slender and graceful. She just sat quietly, and the hem of her skirt was slightly fluttering in the wind.
A look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He said to his subordinate next to him, “Get a camera back.”
Hearing the voice, Paige looked up.
As soon as she had explained what had happened, Enrico had stopped wearing his rumpled clothes and had changed into a brand new suit, with perfectly straight trousers and no wrinkles at all.
He walked over to her and sat down next to her.
The swing swayed slightly as he added weight to it.
“You really look good in that,” he sincerely praised her.
“Are you under house arrest?” Paige asked him directly, looking him in the eye.
Enrico leaned a little towards her, put one hand on the back of the chair behind her, and smiled gently. ‘I can’t help it. I know you too well. You didn’t even try to persuade me to turn back. I’m afraid you’ve already made up your mind, and you’re determined to rely on the Folsom family to deal with me and leave me… How can I let you leave?’
“So will you listen to reason?” she asked.
“No.” Enrico was still smiling, his gaze indulgent, ‘listening to advice is when you realize your own mistakes. But I’ve never felt like what I did was a mistake. I just know that it’s a mistake in your eyes.’
Hearing this, Paige couldn’t help but put herself in Hazel’s shoes. She laughed a little mockingly, “You toy with the various families, you manipulate the situation, you make Country A more and more chaotic, and you don’t call that a mistake?”
“Without me, would Country A not be in chaos?”
Enrico asked in return. “What kind of suffering did we endure as children? Those rich people didn’t value our lives, and everyone watching the fire flow tears of sympathy, but who thought of relieving the two of us, helpless children?”
“The opera troupe took us in, but that was because you were useful. They made you sleep for only four or five hours a day to force you to practice your voice. When you were tired, they pricked you with needles. And when you could earn money, they didn’t pay you.”
“We wandered all the way, suffering from the cold stares of people along the way. The officials didn’t care, and the police drove us away. This country has long since rotted.”
“The upper class is cold-blooded, and the lower class is indifferent.”
Enrico faced her, still speaking gently, “You pity all living beings, but all living beings don’t deserve your pity. It’s better to be the one playing with people than to be played with. After all, life is only a few decades, isn’t it?”
“…”
Paige’s cheongsam had exquisite and beautiful buttoned plackets. Enrico reached out and touched them. “Hazel, there’s no reason why we have to keep on being people wearing coarse clothes. Look, you look so beautiful in clothes like these.”