Chapter 109: Chapter 109
On Wednesday, when Paige Sterling left the company, a man blocked her path.
Paige gave him a sharp look. Knowing her strength, the guy thought she was about to hit him and quickly retreated a few steps.
But Paige did nothing, leaving him a bit embarrassed. He looked around nervously, fearing that someone might see a big guy like him so scared of a woman.
"Miss Sterling, I’m not here to cause trouble!"
Paige replied with a "Hmm," "I can tell. What’s up?"
The man coughed, "Do you know Dylan Dunn?"
Paige didn’t answer directly, "I’m asking if you need something?"
Seeing Paige’s impatience, the man sensed that if he kept babbling, this fierce woman might actually hit him.
He didn’t dare waste any more time and quickly said, "Miss Sterling, the thing is, Mr. Dunn wants to talk to you. He asked us to bring you over. Do you have time?"
As for why Dylan Dunn didn’t dare come personally, it was obviously because he feared Paige might beat him the moment she saw him.
"He wants to see me?"
"Yes, Miss Sterling."
The man was a bit nervous, fearing Paige might refuse.
Dylan Dunn had made it clear that if he couldn’t bring Paige over, he didn’t need to go back.
Unexpectedly, Paige agreed straightforwardly, "Alright, let’s go."
An assistant ran out and held Paige back, "Paige, don’t go!"
Paige reassured Assistant Morgan, "Don’t be afraid, they can’t do anything to me."
Assistant Morgan, "I’m not worried about you. I just think... life is tough for everyone, so if you can, please go easy on him."
No matter if the other side is a good person or not, it wouldn’t be good if Paige accidentally killed someone. It is, after all, a human life.
Paige left with two bodyguards, while Assistant Morgan sighed. Why do people keep recklessly seeking their own doom?
Paige hadn’t eaten yet today, and passing by a lamb noodle shop, she asked the bodyguards, "Care for some noodles? My treat."
"Miss Sterling, we should hurry..."
Under Paige’s gaze, the bodyguards quickly changed their tone, "Miss Sterling, please eat first, eat to your heart’s content. My treat."
So Paige went into the shop and ordered three bowls of lamb noodles.
The bodyguard said, "Miss Sterling, you’re too polite. Honestly, I’ve already eaten, but since you’re..."
Yet Paige’s next sentence was, "Boss, do you have a bigger bowl? If not, a basin will do. Pour the three bowls together."
The bodyguard, "..." awkwardly pulled back his outstretched hand, his expression revealing a "Who am I, where am I?" sentiment.
"Miss Sterling, don’t you think three bowls..."
Paige, "A bit too little? But I ate something this morning, can’t overeat now."
In the interstellar era, authentic, unadulterated food was extremely rare; people relied mostly on nutrient solutions to sustain life.
Since returning from there, Paige had become especially fond of eating, probably because she starved there.
She finished one bowl after another without any difficulty.
The bodyguard, seeing how deliciously she ate, swallowed involuntarily and couldn’t resist ordering two bowls of lamb noodles himself.
After eating, the bodyguard looked at Paige, and Paige looked back at him.
For a moment, Paige dug into her bag; she hadn’t brought cash, and the shop only accepted cash payments.
Dine and dash is inappropriate, so Paige said to the bodyguard, "Pay the bill."
The bodyguard quickly responded and paid the bill, wondering in his heart if he could get reimbursed by the boss for this.
Meanwhile, in the private room, Dylan Dunn waited and waited, but Paige still had not shown up.
He was worried she might not come, or worse, might have sent his envoy to the hospital instead. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
He was about to call and check when the door opened, and the bodyguards returned.
Dylan Dunn snapped, "I sent you to invite someone, and now you’re only returning. What, were you eating crap?"
But as soon as the bodyguard reached for his wallet, he burped, and Dylan could smell the lamb, turning green with envy.
"You actually had the nerve to eat? Did you handle the task I assigned you?"
The bodyguard, covering his mouth, awkwardly replied, "Young Master Dunn, it was Miss Sterling who wanted to eat, and I accompanied her."
He honestly hadn’t planned on eating at first, but seeing Paige eat so tasty, couldn’t resist.
He ended up eating too much.
"Then where is Miss Sterling?"
The bodyguard quickly stepped aside, and only then did Dylan Dunn see Paige behind him.
Paige wore a loose tracksuit, looking cool, and just exuded a feeling of intimidation to Dylan.
Dylan Dunn immediately changed his foul expression, flipping his attitude quicker than turning a page, "I said, the person behind you suddenly seemed radiant, blinding my eyes open. Turns out, Paige, it’s you behind. Your unique aura always shines brightly, making everyone unable to look directly..."
Flatteries poured out of him effortlessly, like a broken dam.
Afterward, he slapped the bodyguard, "Are you brainless? Why block Miss Sterling behind you? Luckily her aura shines brightly, or you’d block her from sight!"
Since when did you, Young Master Dunn, become such a suck-up?
After stepping aside, Dylan Dunn continued his suck-up routine, betraying none of the previous animosity due to Skylar Hughes’s involvement.
"Please have a seat, Paige."
Paige settled down in the private room, and Dylan Dunn took out a pack of imported cigarettes, asking fawningly, "Paige, do you smoke?"
Seeing Paige staring at him, he immediately understood and discarded the cigarettes, "A dignified person like Paige doesn’t smoke, smoking’s bad for health. Is there anything else you’d like to eat or drink?"
The bodyguard reminded, "Young Master Dunn, Miss Sterling already ate a lot earlier."
"Talking nonsense, my Paige maintains her figure so well, how much can she eat? Surely not enough. Paige, let me order more food for you."
Paige crossed her arms and watched Dylan Dunn.
Not long ago, he was Skylar Hughes’s infatuated admirer; now he had turned into her sycophant. Paige was curious about what Dylan Dunn might be thinking.
"Why did you want to see me?" she asked, "Do you still want to fight?"
Dylan Dunn shook his head immediately, recalling previous fights left him traumatized.
"No, no, Paige, I actually just wanted to apologize for my past ignorance and hope you can forgive my youthful arrogance."
Paige raised an eyebrow, "So you didn’t call me here to fight?"
"Of course not!" What, was he tired of living, facing Paige in a fight?
Paige’s look instantly grew cold, "Then how dare you waste my time?"
Under her icy gaze, Dylan Dunn shivered. Why does Paige rely on her fists when she could conquer with her wit?
In her eyes, was his only worth that of a punching bag?
Dylan Dunn felt a bit sad; they were both heirs, yet why was Paige so outstanding?
"Paige, I came here after careful thought, hoping to pledge my allegiance to you."
Dylan Dunn nodded forcefully, "Yes, I want to follow you. Will you accept me?"
Paige looked him up and down coolly. Dylan Dunn immediately offered up a check, "Paige, look, this is fifty million. Is it enough?"
Paige chuckled, "Your dad sent you, didn’t he?"
For a wealthy kid like Dylan Dunn, it’s unlikely he’d have fifty million at his disposal.