CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 46: A SLAP

Paige Sterling genuinely envied such young and promising people who were wealthy and successful.

"President Hawthorne, what do you intend to do by buying these places?"

Julian Hawthorne replied, "Investment."

Paige sat down on the sofa opposite, looking at him puzzled.

Julian said, "I believe that with you here, the value of these islands will multiply several times in a few years."

Paige said, "...President Hawthorne, do you really trust me that much?"

Julian gave a slight nod, and Paige suddenly laughed.

Even Jared Sullivan thought she was just dabbling, but Julian Hawthorne had such high hopes for her.

She immediately said, "Then why don’t you invest in me?"

Julian said, "I already have."

Paige was speechless, "..."

The next day, when Paige went to the eighteenth floor, she finally understood what Julian meant by investment.

There was no need for her to find someone to renovate; the eighteenth floor had already been renovated, entirely modeled after the technical laboratory she had planned, down to the details she required.

The laboratory was Julian’s investment.

Not only the laboratory on the eighteenth floor, but even the island’s laboratory had its people in place, and all the equipment was covered by Julian.

Paige felt a bit embarrassed, "President Hawthorne, this is billions, aren’t you worried about losing your money?"

Julian flatly replied, "If that day ever comes, you can repay with your body."

Paige licked her lips, "Are you sure?"

It was originally a very ordinary action, but at this moment, when Paige did it in front of Julian, the meaning clearly changed.

Julian’s expression momentarily stiffened, and he said nothing.

Paige nudged his shoulder, "I’m asking you."

Julian immediately grabbed her mischievous finger, "Paige, don’t provoke me."

If a man really wanted to do something, it wasn’t something a woman could stop by hitting him.

Success or failure depended solely on whether the man wanted it or not.

Paige chuckled and tried to pull her finger back, but Julian wouldn’t let go.

She yanked hard, and this time Julian unexpectedly let go, causing her to tumble backward into the sofa.

Paige, flustered and exasperated, "Julian!"

Julian seemed to be smiling but still got up and walked over to Paige, "Let me see if you’re hurt."

Paige pushed him away, "You’re so annoying."

Then she slammed the door and went into her bedroom, not noticing that she was essentially acting coy with Julian.

The laboratory on the island was not yet completed, so the eighteenth floor’s laboratory was temporarily put into use.

Paige moved all the materials piled up at home to the laboratory, and even transported the large meteorite from Julian’s villa.

The group of young people Paige recruited were initially quite bewildered.

Was it really the right choice to follow Paige?

But gradually they realized that such thoughts were entirely unnecessary.

Paige was far more serious than they had imagined.

Before witnessing Paige’s abilities, they all thought they were top talents in the industry, having graduated from top programs; now they found out that compared to Paige, they were nothing.

Paige was far more professional and top-notch; her knowledge far exceeded what they learned in school.

They sensed that following Paige, they could indeed accomplish something significant.

In the evening, Summer Xavier invited Paige to a club to sing.

Paige hadn’t relaxed in a long time, so she agreed.

When she arrived at the club, as she passed by a private room, two hands suddenly reached out and dragged her inside.

A staff member at the club saw this scene and was dumbfounded.

Oh no! That group of people dragged someone in again!

Last time a female celebrity came to the club to meet friends and was pulled in by that group.

In the end, that celebrity jumped out the window to her death, causing a stir online, but the matter was eventually suppressed, and her death was ruled an accidental fall.

Is someone going to die again tonight? Will that girl who was dragged in get frightened to death?

However, Paige wasn’t scared at all.

Others saw her as delicate and thought she was timid.

But in reality, she had been courageous since she was young.

After being dragged in, the first thing she saw was a room full of men.

"Oh, isn’t that the celebrity? How come you brought a female celebrity in again?"

The group laughed, and seeing Paige stay silent, they thought she was scared.

"Don’t be afraid, we brothers just want to play with you, we won’t do anything to you."

Paige simply responded, "How do you want to play?"

"How do you want to play? We’ll go along with you."

As he spoke, a chubby young man with dyed yellow hair leaned in as if to kiss Paige.

Paige let out a cold laugh, kneed up, and viciously aimed a kick at the most vulnerable spot on the man’s body.

She truly showed no mercy, aiming to ensure his future lineage would be wiped out.

The young man faced the most excruciating moment a man could endure, letting out a scream and crouching while clutching his legs.

"What are you doing?!" The other youths rushed over to try and subdue Paige.

Paige flicked her arm backward, and no one could see how her seemingly fragile arms sent the youths flying.

There was a five-second silence in the room before someone cursed.

"Bitch, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit, I’m going to kill you!"

Then someone opened the door and called in security, "What are you all standing around for? Kill her for me! Kill her! I’ll take responsibility!"

The security guards came in, clearly more reliable than the group of spoiled, impotent rich-kids.

One of the guards raised his hand to slap Paige.

But as his hand swung out, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

He looked over and saw two bizarre tentacles standing behind Paige, one of which had extended a fist and was now clenching his wrist tightly, tightening more and more, the sound of his bones crunching audibly.

This strange scene frightened everyone in the room.

Paige sat down boldly on the sofa, crossing her legs, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Do you think any woman can just become your plaything?"

The group of rich kids still appeared somewhat smug.

"You’re just a whore, haven’t you been with people in showbiz? Why act all noble now?"

"We planned to be gentle with you, but since you don’t know what’s good for you, don’t blame us for being rude. Go, strip her clothes off for me!"

But no one dared to move forward because the tentacles Paige stretched out were just too bizarre.

"What are you all standing around for? Do you not want your pay?"

The two security guards mustered their courage to advance, but the next moment, everyone saw the two guards being tossed away by Paige again.

The fists behind her were like a special effect from a sci-fi movie, hammering one guard after another.

Paige laughed and asked, "Are you having fun?"