The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Seeing this, Paige ignored the people filming, smiled, and reached out to help Molly up. “Miss, are you okay?”

Molly looked at her in shock, her initial fear gradually replaced by the superiority she had felt over Paige for years.

Accepting her hand, Molly stood up from the ground and looked at her coldly. “Paige, you’re not dead?”

“Miss, what are you talking about?” Paige looked at her in confusion.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Molly’s greatest disdain was for Paige’s innocent appearance. “After three years, you’re still as despicable as ever,” she sneered. “Looks like it’s you who caused all that trouble at my home. Quite the talent, aren’t you? How did you manage to get out? Crawled out of the slums? You probably have no idea what fate awaits those who escape from there.”

Paige stood before her, still looking bewildered. “Miss, I really don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“You don’t understand, huh?” Molly scoffed. “Fine, I’ll have my father send someone to take you back to the slums right now.”

Just as Molly took out her phone, a surprised voice interrupted, “Paige?”

Molly froze, turning to see Bryan, now dressed in a grey suit, standing not far away, staring blankly at Paige.

“Bryan… another old acquaintance,” Paige thought coldly to herself, though her face remained feigned confusion.

Bryan hurried over to her, visibly excited, inspecting her from head to toe. “Paige, where have you been these past three years? Molly and I have been looking for you.”

“Looking for me?” Paige said, astonished. Since childhood, Molly had never wanted anyone to know they were sisters, so despite attending the same school, they were never in the same class, and no one knew they were related.

During high school, Molly crazily pursued Bryan, but Bryan confessed to Paige. As a result, Molly pretended to be her friend, feigning help in Bryan’s pursuit of Paige, hoping to show him her own merits. When Bryan didn’t take the bait, Molly sent Paige to an old man.

“Yeah,” Bryan grabbed her hand excitedly. “Three years ago, how did you just leave without saying a word? I went to school to check your information, and the school said you were taken away by your family. But because of your family, your information was hidden and could not be made public. I couldn’t find you.”

Paige thought: So that’s how they quietly let her disappear from this world.

Molly stood aside, watching Bryan stare at Paige intently, she restrained herself again and again, and finally pretended to look at Paige with concern. “Yeah, Paige, where have you been these years? Bryan and I have been looking for you for a long time.”

Paige looked at her, then withdrew the hand Bryan had grabbed, “Sorry, you may have mistaken me for someone else.”

“We couldn’t possibly have mistaken someone else,” Bryan insisted eagerly.

Molly, infuriated, still said, “Paige, let’s go sit in the cafe and chat for a while, okay?”

“No need,” Paige refused.

Molly grabbed her arm. “Come on, let’s go. Let’s chat.”

At the cafe,

Molly pushed Paige into a seat on the sofa and pushed Bryan into the seat opposite her. She then sent a message to her father:

[Dad, Paige isn’t dead yet, hurry up and bring someone to Diamond Mall, we’re on the 8th floor now.]

After sending the message, Molly turned her head and saw Bryan staring at Paige with undisguised surprise in his eyes.

Over the past three years, Bryan still had Paige in his heart. Molly put on a forced smile, rushed over to him, hugged his arm, and said emotionally, “Bryan, we finally found Paige, it’s great.”

Bryan watched Molly holding his hand, then looked at Paige, and thought of when he chased after Paige, feeling a bit embarrassed, “Um, Paige, Molly and I are together.”

When Paige went to the slums, Molly hadn’t caught up with Bryan yet. At this moment, she launched a belated show-off mode and went over to kiss Bryan on the face. Then she smiled at Paige and said, “Bryan pursued you before, but you left without saying goodbye for so many years. Now we are together, are you mad at me?”

Paige sat there, calmly watching them, and said lightly, “Sir, miss, I think you really misunderstood me, I am not the so-called Paige in your mouth.”

“Are you mad at me for stealing Bryan away?” Molly leaned against Bryan, feigning vulnerability. “Then I’ll give Bryan back to you.”

Upon hearing this, Bryan frowned and whispered, “What are you talking about?”

“I know you liked Paige before, maybe you still do… you looked stunned just now,” Molly said, her voice choking up, tears welling in her eyes, looking pitiful.

Her words filled Bryan with guilt, and he hurriedly comforted her in a soft voice, “Don’t overthink it. You’re my girlfriend now.”