Chapter 144: Chapter 144

Because of the Wendy Wallace incident, to be honest, he’s a bit afraid of Paige Sterling now. He always feels that if he keeps pestering Paige, she might use the same tactics she used against Wendy on him.

He thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "Well then Miss Thatcher, Miss Sterling, you guys chat, I’m leaving."

Paige Sterling pressed her hand on his shoulder and pushed him back, "Why the rush? Sit down, let’s chat."

Wes Biber swallowed hard, his heart fluttering slightly, "Miss Sterling, what do you want to chat with me about?"

Paige Sterling glanced at him, "You don’t know what I want to chat with you about?"

The look in Paige Sterling’s eyes made him immediately understand that whatever she wanted to discuss was definitely not going to be pleasant. He started feeling on edge and wanted to leave quickly.

But Paige Sterling didn’t start talking, and he didn’t dare leave, so he sat there awkwardly as he listened to Paige and Penelope Thatcher speak.

Of course, most of the time it was Penelope Thatcher talking, and Paige only occasionally responded.

During the conversation, Penelope Thatcher stood up and went to the restroom, and Paige’s gaze finally fell on Wes Biber.

"You even dare to make a move on her, are you looking to die?"

Wes Biber quickly said, "Miss Sterling, I don’t understand what you mean. I just wanted to be friends with Miss Thatcher."

He added, "Plus, I’ve already broken up with Wendy Wallace, that crazy woman. I’m single now, and I have the right to pursue girls, don’t I? Miss Sterling, you wouldn’t even try to control this, would you?"

"Of course not, I’m just giving you a reminder."

However, Wes Biber didn’t take her words to heart, so he didn’t realize that Paige was genuinely just trying to remind him.

Don’t be fooled by Penelope Thatcher’s seemingly naïve appearance; she may act sweet and innocent around men, but she’s far from it. You can tell by the way she took decisive action against Austin Xavier.

Wes Biber thought he could outmaneuver all women, yet who was really playing whom remained uncertain.

Paige rarely showed kindness by giving him a heads-up, yet he ignored it, and that was no longer her concern.

Penelope Thatcher quickly returned and asked with a smile, "Paige, what were you chatting about? Tell me too."

Paige took a sip of wine and didn’t respond.

Wes Biber immediately put on a smile, "Miss Sterling just asked about some of my basic information."

A woman asking about a man’s basic information—doesn’t that obviously show interest in this man?

From Penelope Thatcher’s perspective, he was a man pursuing her. If she knew Paige Sterling was interested, wouldn’t she be upset with Paige?

Wes Biber imagined the two women fighting over him, or even getting into a physical altercation. If word got out, it would be quite a boost to his reputation.

Sure enough, Penelope Thatcher’s face turned cold.

Wes Biber waited for her to challenge Paige and confront her.

To his surprise, Penelope Thatcher stood up and slapped him twice in the face.

"Did you even take a good look at yourself before leaving the house? Our Paige wouldn’t even look at a misshapen fool like you with her eyes closed! You don’t look that great, so what makes you think you’re so desirable?!"

Wes Biber was shocked, completely unprepared for this seemingly mild-mannered Penelope to be so fierce.

"No, Miss Thatcher, listen to me, I..."

Penelope simply gave him another slap, "Get lost, seeing you disgusts me. You keep trying to approach me; I give you a smile and you really think you’re some big shot?"

People around started looking over, and Wes Biber felt like he really lost face.

"You dare hit me? Do you know who I am? I..."

He hadn’t finished threatening her, but as he took a step closer to Penelope Thatcher, several bodyguards from the crowd immediately surrounded him, glaring fiercely at Wes Biber,

"What do you think you’re doing?"

He instantly backed down, having assumed Penelope was just an innocent girl easily deceived.

He didn’t realize Penelope had so many bodyguards around her; she definitely wasn’t an ordinary person, someone he couldn’t afford to provoke.

Turns out, after walking the dark path for so long, he finally got hurt.

Wes Biber didn’t dare stay any longer and turned to leave.

Penelope Thatcher snorted coldly, what trash.

Paige Sterling, "..."

In reality, Penelope Thatcher hadn’t discussed anything important with Paige, just casual, random chatting.

Paige listened to her chatter for a while and then left.

But she had just reached the underground parking lot, opened her car door, and hadn’t even gotten in when she suddenly felt something was off. Check latest chapters at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩

She instinctively moved aside, and upon looking again, discovered that her car door was covered in black paint.

The ones who sprayed the paint were two women, who now furiously stared at Paige Sterling.

"How dare you seduce my husband! Next time, it won’t be just paint; I’ll use a lighter and burn you, you homewrecker!"

Paige Sterling squinted her eyes, "What are you talking about?"

One of the women hesitated, pulling the other woman who was still pointing at Paige and cursing, "I think we got the wrong person."

Though the underground parking was dimly lit, they could tell Paige’s face wasn’t the face of the homewrecker.

"Impossible, didn’t we confirm before splashing her?"

"No, look carefully, we really made a mistake."

The woman took a closer look, and yes, it seemed they indeed messed up.

The two women glanced again at Paige Sterling; she looked pretty expensive.

The two women turned to run.

Paige Sterling stepped forward and caught them, threw them into the car, and then locked the doors, starting the engine.

The two women were somewhat scared, "What do you want to do?"

Seeing Paige drive in silence, terrified of her doing something extreme.

"We mistook you, we apologize, and we’ll clean up the paint on your car too. Please stay calm."

Paige still showed no reaction.

The atmosphere in the car was tense, and the two women felt extremely anxious.

"We really didn’t mean to pick on you, it was a mistake, please forgive us. We are willing to offer compensation..."

Paige coldly asked, "Who sent you?"

"We just came looking for the homewrecker. We met someone at the bar who approached us and told us the homewrecker drives this car, and that the car was bought with my husband’s money. So we waited by this car. We got duped too..."

Paige suddenly recalled seeing Skylar Hughes at the bar earlier.

Only someone like Skylar would pull such annoying stunts.

"What did that woman look like?"

The two women described her, and Paige pulled up a photo of Skylar Hughes, "?"

The two women immediately nodded, "Yes, yes, it was her, she’s the one who said it!"

The two women now realized that the woman surely had a grudge with Paige, so she deliberately tricked them into targeting Paige.

Before they knew what Paige intended to do to them, they saw her park the car, then exit.

They also tried to get out but discovered the doors remained locked, preventing them from leaving.

Paige soon returned with a small sealed bucket, the contents unknown.

Uncertain of Paige’s intentions, they heard her say: "Take this bucket, splash its content on this woman now, immediately, preferably in a crowded area!"

The two women hesitated, "That’s not a good idea, right?"

"Either you do it, or I’ll send you to the police station to discuss compensation for the damage to my car."

Paige, "Oh, perhaps you didn’t know, my car is custom-modified, valued over three hundred million—just that one bucket of paint, that’s thirty million."

Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads—wealthy people’s worlds are beyond their imagination.

"Are you going or not?"

"We’ll go, we’ll go..."

Said but concernedly asked Paige, "But what’s inside this bucket? It won’t be acid, right? We won’t end up in jail, will we?"

The two women, "..." Paige was indeed a tough character.