“What’s going on with Paige? What kind of deep-seated hatred does she have to act like this?”


    Mr. Mohan, still kneeling on the ground, was nearly paralyzed with fear when he heard Paige’s words. “What grudge do you have against me?” he stammered.


    Paige looked at him coldly, standing tall and unyielding. “Go ask in the afterlife,” she replied with icy indifference.


    Isabe, who had been trembling with fear, couldn’t help but steal a nce at Paige. The girl before her had an incredibly pure face, yet her words carried the weight of life and death, filling those around her with terror.


    “Are you… Paige?” Isabe asked weakly, recognizing her.


    Paige was momentarily taken aback. She hadn’t expected that Arjun had spoken about her. But then, she let out a cold, mockingugh. “Then you deserve to die even more.”


    Arjun had poured his heart out to Isabe, yet she had betrayed him without hesitation.


    “You’re really Paige?” Isabe was stunned. “Are you doing this for Arjun?”


    “For him?” Mr. Mohan, still on the ground, was filled with disbelief. “How could you possibly know that lowlife from the slums? Who are you-”


    “Shut up,” Paige interrupted, her expression freezing over. She delivered a swift, decisive chop to Mr. Mohan’s neck, causing him to copse unconscious.


    The others in the room instinctively stepped back, their fear growing as they watched Paige.


    Paige then turned to Isabe, who was now weeping in pain. As Paige approached her, she knelt down, showing no mercy as she gripped Isabe’s jaw tightly.


    “You betrayed him,” Paige used, her voice filled with fury. “I read half of his journal. He would have given his life for you, yet you did this to him?”


    Tears streamed down Isabe’s face as she responded, “What was I supposed to do? One side had Mr. Mohan throwing money at me, while the other was a basement with nothing. What would you have chosen?”


    Paige tightened her grip, her anger palpable. “So you sold him out?”


    “I didn’t want to!” Isabe cried. “He wouldn’t stop looking for me. I was scared that Mr. Mohan would hurt him or that someone would find out about his background. I warned him that if he kepting to see me, I would expose him… I didn’t know Mr. Mohan would overhear.”


    Paige’sugh was bitter and sarcastic. “How innocent of you,” she sneered. “Innocent enough to betray Arjun, innocent enough to be a ything for a rich boy.”


    Isabe, now drenched in tears and fear, looked up at Paige. “Paige, have you ever loved someone?”


    Nick, Carrie, and the others exchanged nervous nces, unsure of the implications of this question.


    Paige’s cold gaze bore into Isabe. “What are you trying to say?”


    “If you ever loved someone, you’d understand that I didn’t mean to hurt him,” Isabe said, her voice trembling. “I once wanted to love someone without considering their status or background. But we were from different worlds, destined to have no future. Even without Mr. Mohan, what kind of life could Arjun and I have had?”


    Paige remained silent, her grip still firm on Isabe.


    “Even if I made him a fake ID, could we live like a normal couple? No, he was a fugitive. He had nothing to offer me, not even a simple, peaceful life. How could we have children, worrying about being discovered every day?”


    Paige was momentarily dazed, her thoughts scattered.


    At that moment, Enrico stepped in, delivering a swift kick that sent Isabe tumbling away.


    Paige looked up at him, regaining her focus.


    “You’ve vented enough. Let me handle these two,” Enrico said, his tone firm.


    Paige nodded in agreement and picked up a fruit knife from the floor. She nced at Isabe, who was now shaking uncontrobly. Without hesitation, Paige grabbed Isabe, raising the knife.


    A long cut appeared on Isabe’s once-pretty face, causing her to scream in pain and despair.


    Paige threw the knife aside, standing tall once more. “Thank you,” she said to Enrico, her voice steady. “Just keep them under control for now.”N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    Understanding her intent, Enrico signaled his bodyguards, who quickly dragged the unconscious Mr. Mohan and the sobbing Isabe out of the bar.


    The atmosphere in the bar became eerily quiet.


    Nick, nudged by Rey, hesitated before pushing Carrie forward. Carrie, embarrassed, stumbled into Paige before quickly retreating.


    “Paige,” Carrie began, her voice uncertain.


    Paige looked at her calmly. “Is there something you want to ask?”


    “Yes… Paige, do you… know that man from the slums?” Carrie stammered, confused by the earlier conversation.


    “Yes,” Paige answered without hesitation.


    Everyone was shocked, staring at her in disbelief.


    “Let’s go,” Enrico said, standing up and taking Paige’s hand. He intertwined their fingers, leading her out of the bar.