From the beginning, Justin and Jared wanted to see this situation.
Enrico, who had JT’s thinking, would firmly follow the original plot and hurt the entire city.
If she wants to protect Enrico, she will have to go against Kevin and the innocent people of the entire city, choosing a path that Leonard and Hazel would never have taken a hundred years ago.
Paige just stood in the courtyard, slender but like a wall, blocking everyone’s way.
Seeing her so determined, the butler looked at Kevin, waiting for him to speak.
“Paige,”
Kevin looked deeply into her eyes, “You also asked me to pay attention to the granary, so you must already know that JT is controlling the grain. You know very well what serious consequences this will cause. There are hundreds of thousands of people in this city…”
She is not that cold-blooded, otherwise she would not have let them raid the Davis family. If she hadn’t, he would not have discovered that the Davis family had already become JT’s territory.
“As long as I, Paige, am breathing, no one can interrogate him.”
Paige said word by word, her gaze not flinching as she looked at everyone in front of her.
Kevin looked at her, his heart aching. It didn’t hurt very much, but it was a constant ache. He gave a bitter smile, lowered his head, and pinched his eyebrows together. “Put away your gun.”
This was the last thing he could do for her.
Hearing this, the butler gave an order, and everyone rushed towards the door behind Paige.
Paige watched, suddenly raising her whip and lashing the person in the front row, which sent the person reeling backwards…
The sounds of fighting continued in the courtyard.
In front of the windows in the hall, the Folsom family stood together, quietly watching as Paige took on the challenge alone.
Paige did not want them to intervene, and wanted to deal with everything herself.
Beinice watched, excited, and rushed out, but Brangelina grabbed his arm and said, “Don’t go.”
“Paige is only one person, no matter how strong she is. If she gets hurt, how will we explain it to our little sister and to the late old master?” Beinice’s face was very ugly.
“You have to trust Paige. She’s not Hazel. She can handle this,” Brangelina said.
Beinice gritted his teeth, feeling very helpless.
Rafael sat in a chair nearby, his brows furrowed. He lowered his eyes, and Gabriel had fallen asleep in his lap.
Fortunately, he fell asleep.
…
It was a dark night, and the moonlight was bright.
Enrico was awakened by the sound of a struggle, which kept echoing in his ears.
He threw back the covers and got out of bed. Looking at the darkness in the room, he picked up the glasses on the bedside table with a gloomy face and put them on. He walked step by step to the window and pushed it open.
Moonlight leaked in.
Leaning against the window frame, he looked coldly into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, the fallen leaves were being blown all over the place.
Paige was weaving through the crowd alone, her whip deftly in hand, as if it were an extension of her body. She controlled every strike, not hitting the vital points and not using her full strength.
This allowed the men to strike back. The stick hit her again and again, and although she was obviously in pain and her face was pale, she still controlled the strength of her blows.
Women’s mercy.
Enrico sneered in his heart, but the sudden, heart-rending pain made him want to curl up in a ball.
A thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
He stared at the people surrounding her, and a murderous intent gradually burst out of his eyes.
He wanted to kill everyone for her.
Enrico’s hand was propped on the windowsill, and he almost jumped over, but he resisted.
He just stared at her. One person’s strength is always limited. She didn’t want to hurt anyone, but the beating became more and more difficult.
“Paige, you can’t hold on much longer,” Kevin said, sitting nearby and watching her with a sad heart.
Someone tried to sneak past and enter the door, so Paige whipped her hand around and blocked the person at the door.
Because of this block, the stick that was close at hand was not avoided, and a stick smashed fiercely at her ear from the side. Paige was hit and her head was thrown back, and she fell heavily to the ground.
Seeing this, Kevin shouted urgently, “Stop!”
He stood up with the armrest of the wheelchair, and one leg could not support his weight, and the whole person was unsteady.
Enrico leaned against the window, and his hand, which was still injured, was bloody again.
Everyone stopped and looked at Paige with some dismay. They could all see that she had let up on the force, but… why?
Paige fell to the ground, her head hitting the ground hard. The intense pain came at once, and her ears rang with a loud noise…
She fell to the ground, and suddenly a warm, bloody liquid poured from her nose.
Her vision began to blur, as if there was a light white fog covering her.
She breathed heavily, reached out and grasped the thin whip next to her, and held it in her hand.
She gritted her teeth, stumbled to her feet again, wiped the blood from her nose with the back of her hand without saying a word, took two steps back, and once again stood in front of the door, taking up a defensive stance.
The group of people suddenly didn’t know whether to charge up or not.
Kevin slumped back into his wheelchair and looked directly at her, “Paige, is it worth it?”
Just for someone like JT?
“Huh,”
a sneer suddenly came from above.
The group looked up in shock, and Paige slowly raised her eyes. In her somewhat blurry vision, Enrico leaned against the second-floor window, a reassuring figure.
He had said that the medicine could make you sleep all day, but now he was awake.
It was rare for him to see her get hurt and not do anything, and it was true that he was now thinking like JT. She hurt him, she knocked him out, and she had a whole lot of good kung fu that Hazel didn’t have…
He should start to doubt her again, and how he could protect her.
But it didn’t matter, she would protect him just the same.
Paige looked at him and squeezed the whip even harder.
“What’s this for? The Folsom family wants to kill me, and you’re protecting me?”
Enrico stood there, staring at her pale face, and sneered, “Let me think, why did you put on this show?”
Paige was silent, and he began to reason again.
“You knocked me out and interrogated my men, but you didn’t get any results. After thinking about it, you decided to get the answers from me: where the food went, how many people I control.”
Enrico’s lips curled, but there was no hint of a smile in his voice. “Are you in a hurry? Afraid of a normal interrogation? I won’t confess, so you’re going to play the ‘tortured for information’ card and let this woman continue to confuse me?”
Paige, the ‘woman,’ was silent.
“From the beginning, I lost my memory, and you guys are the ones who messed it up, aren’t you?”
Enrico stared at the slender figure that swayed twice in front of the door, his tone unemotional, “Tell me, who the hell are you? You’re not going to tell me you’re Hazel, are you?”
She was not Hazel.
She had deliberately come close to him.
Amnesia?
Kevin listened with some confusion, and he looked at Paige.
Paige looked at the figure in the window, and before she could speak, Enrico added, “You’re Leonard’s woman?”
He asked with a smile.