CHAPTER 17: CHAPTER 17: ARE YOU UP TO IT?

In such a chaotic place, Miles Morgan doesn’t even know Paige Sterling’s identity. Haha, it’s normal for things to happen.

And she knows Miles Morgan’s temper well; if he doesn’t have his way with Paige today, he definitely won’t give up easily. Looks like there’s going to be new gossip in the entertainment circle soon.

At this moment, Paige Sterling sat down on a high stool, leaning against the table, her eyes casually scanning around.

Just then, a server walked up to her with a tray.

"Miss, this drink is from that gentleman over there."

The server placed the drink in front of Paige Sterling, with a note under the glass bearing a phone number.

Following the direction the server had just pointed, Paige saw a man with bleached blonde hair raising his glass to her from afar.

His eye-catching blonde hair was so garish to Paige that it reminded her of a pile of crap, and feeling disgusted, she immediately averted her gaze and promptly tossed the note into the trash.

Simon Hawthorne, who was smiling with his raised glass, thinking he’d made a good first impression on Paige Sterling, saw her disdainful curled lips and the action of discarding the note. His smile froze.

She threw away the phone number he left? What does that mean? Playing hard to get?

Simon Hawthorne stood up and walked over to Paige Sterling.

"Hi."

Paige turned her head and was met with that eye-catching pile of crap, reflexively pressing a mechanism at her waist, causing the man to get punched in the face instantly.

When he came to his senses, he found that Paige was holding a wine glass in one hand and a phone in the other, making it impossible for her to have a third hand to hit him.

If not for the burning sensation on his face, he’d almost doubt he was mistaken.

"Why did you hit me?"

Paige ignored him.

Simon Hawthorne said, "I’m talking to you, beautiful, are you deaf and mute?"

"Do you think I’m not handsome enough? Have you seen a man more handsome than me?"

"Beautiful, how about we add each other on WeChat and develop a relationship?"

"How about I give you a chance to be my girlfriend?"

Paige, unable to tolerate it any longer, once again swung a fist at the man’s face.

Simon Hawthorne, "Why did you hit me again?"

Moreover, he still hadn’t seen what actually hit him. Damn, it’s like seeing a ghost!

Paige hooked her finger, "Come closer, I’ll tell you."

And then she punched him again.

Simon Hawthorne got angry, "You, why are you so violent?!"

Paige was cold, exuding an aura of coldness from head to toe.

"If you talk nonsense again, I’ll hit you again."

Failing to flirt and instead getting punched twice, Simon Hawthorne felt embarrassed.

But just giving up like that would also be embarrassing.

So he chose to maintain a safe distance and continued trying to flirt with Paige Sterling at every opportunity.

About to cause trouble for Paige Sterling, Miles Morgan hesitated, seeing Paige punch Simon Hawthorne several times, enough to scare him into not daring to approach, and found his feet reluctant to move forward.

He silently pondered how many punches he could endure under Paige Sterling’s strange fists.

Finally deciding that his delicate skin might not be suitable for a beating.

The will to survive forced him to forgo his pride and turn back to his booth.

A group of people exchanged glances, none expecting Miles Morgan to return like this.

"Young Master Miles, what’s up?"

Miles Morgan drank a sip of his wine to mask his embarrassment, "Nothing."

Does he have to admit he got scared stiff by a woman?

Embarrassing.

"I suddenly realized I don’t really like that type of woman, too fierce."

Skylar Hughes, "...? Are you nuts!"

Simon Hawthorne continued flirting with Paige Sterling, nobody knew where his persistence came from.

"Honestly, you really don’t want to consider developing something with me?"

As soon as he spoke, he felt a shooting pain in the back of his knee.

No way? Paige Sterling is so mysterious she can even hit him from behind?

He turned his head to see Julian Hawthorne, instantly yelping, "Bro, you hit too hard!"

Wait, why is Julian Hawthorne in a place like this?

Julian Hawthorne gave him a cold glance, "What did you just say?"

What did he say? He said nothing, alright?

But since his brother was upset, it didn’t matter if it was wrong or not, he just had to admit it willingly.

"Bro, I was wrong."

After admitting fault, he immediately said, "Bro, look, I saw a beautiful woman."

Julian Hawthorne glanced at Paige Sterling, and Simon Hawthorne oddly noticed a hint of tenderness in Julian Hawthorne’s eyes.

He must have seen it wrong.

Then he heard Julian Hawthorne ask him, "Where do you see she’s beautiful?"

Simon Hawthorne instantly took on the guise of a seasoned romantic.

"Even though she’s wrapped up tightly, but who am I? I’m the well-experienced Young Master Simon; no matter how tightly she’s wrapped, I would never see it wrong!"

While speaking, he felt Julian Hawthorne’s gaze seemed off, looking over, he met those eyes like shards of ice.

Simon Hawthorne shivered and dared not speak again.

But Julian Hawthorne moved half a step closer to Paige Sterling.

Paige acted as if she didn’t notice him, her eyes constantly darting around, no one knew what she was looking at.

Simon Hawthorne found Julian Hawthorne acting strange, suddenly showing up in such a place, even getting close to a woman, what was he up to?

While he was pondering this, the server brought over the juice Paige Sterling had ordered.

Paige was looking elsewhere, reaching out to grab the glass, and at that moment, Julian Hawthorne also reached for the glass, and his hand ended up holding Paige’s hand.

Paige suddenly turned her head, upon seeing Julian Hawthorne, she was momentarily stunned.

"Julian, what are you doing here?"

Julian Hawthorne, "My brother’s been out all night, I’m here to find him."

Simon Hawthorne, "...? I’ve been out all night for years, never seen you come looking for me?"

Simon Hawthorne thought he’d discovered an astounding secret.

He had clearly seen Julian aiming for Paige’s hand to reach the glass, surely reaching out on purpose.

My brother’s scheming!

So that icy glance was because he looked at Julian’s woman?

No way, the iron tree blossoms?

No, no, his germophobic brother actually... touched a woman’s hand? Without flinching?

Simon Hawthorne looked at Julian Hawthorne as if he were a monster.

Paige’s gaze briefly fell on Simon Hawthorne, seeing his idiotic expression and asked Julian, "Is this... your brother?"

Why did it feel like apart from being dysfunctional, Julian’s brother seemed a bit dumb?

Is he masking his inability with depravity and idiocy?

Paige sympathetically glanced down at Simon Hawthorne’s groin, and Simon Hawthorne, catching the look, was bewildered.

"Beautiful, do you know my brother?"

Paige said nothing, and Simon Hawthorne continued to lean in, body hiding behind Julian, with only his head sticking out.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It’s hard to say."

"It’s alright, just say it, I won’t mind."

"Then I’ll say it."

"Go ahead."

Paige, "You’re impotent?"