Chapter 252: Chapter 252

Sonny eagerly nodded, "I can protect you, take me with you..."

Paige rolled her eyes, feeling Sonny was becoming more shameless, "Do your homework at home, I’ll be back tonight."

"I already finished my homework, by the time you come back tonight, I’ll be asleep, I won’t see you, I just want to go with you..."

Paige was so irritated by his babyish talk that she got goosebumps.

"Are you letting go or not?"

Sonny said, "Paige, if you don’t take me, it proves you don’t love me at all, and you’ve been playing with my feelings..."

Paige replied, "I’m not even interested in playing with you, move aside..."

Sonny, fully immersing himself in his role, rubbed his head against Paige’s leg while pitifully accusing her.

"Paige, I love you so much, how can you be so cold and heartless to me? I can’t live without you, boo hoo..."

She kicked Sonny with her leg, "Get up, I’ll take you."

Sonny cheered and stood up immediately, "Then wait for me, I’ll go change into a handsome prince outfit, be your white horse prince!"

When this drama king hopped to the door, he blew a kiss to Paige, "Darling, you have to wait for me, I’ll be quick."

Burt, seeing how Sonny made such a fuss and Paige was willing to take him, wanted to try it too.

But just as this thought popped up, Paige’s sharp gaze fell on him, "What? You want to learn from Sonny too?"

Burt immediately shook his head, "No, no, no, I definitely won’t be as shameless as him."

Burt chuckled dryly, "Sis, I’m just asking if you can take me too?"

Paige said, "Go change your clothes."

Burt cheered as well and went back to his room to change.

When the two brothers came out of the room, Paige saw their matching red suits, feeling like she had come to a suburban area.

And when the two brothers noticed their matching outfits, they both had a mysterious feeling that they were the coolest, refusing to change, and stood by Paige’s sides, left and right, with a cold huff.

Simon also attended the banquet on behalf of The Hawthorne Family. Seeing Paige, he immediately ran over to greet her.

"Sister-in-law, you look beautiful today."

Paige said, "Thank you, you look handsome too."

Simon looked around nervously, "When my brother is around, please don’t compliment me."

Paige said, "Young man, you think too simply."

Paige said, "You think that just because your brother isn’t here, he can’t hear?"

Simon said, "..." with a look of horror on his face.

Paige came to the banquet just to make an appearance, say hello to people she knew, and planned to leave.

She walked around the banquet, feeling a bit tired, and went to the balcony to get some air.

At this moment, someone stood beside her.

Paige turned her head to look and saw Austin Xavier.

Austin called her, "Paige, for all these years, there’s been something I’ve wanted to ask you." Get full chapters from 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩

Paige pouted, "I’m in a good mood today, go ahead and ask."

Austin turned to her, "You clearly liked me, why did you get together with Julian Hawthorne, was it to spite me?"

Paige was about to eat a cherry she had skewered on a little cake, but upon hearing Austin’s words, she choked.

Austin was startled and patted her back, standing beside her.

After gulping down the cherry, Paige’s eyes were a bit red from the discomfort just now.

She took a step back to put some distance between them, "Austin, what kind of joke are you telling in the middle of the night? I like you?"

Paige truly thought it was a joke, "In what way did I give you the wrong impression that I liked you?"

She always found Austin’s behavior odd these days, was it because he thought she liked him?

So the strange look he gave her was like looking at a... heartless betrayer?

"Paige, you don’t need to deny it or pretend in front of me, I’ve known you liked me since you were fourteen."

Austin said, "Do you remember that love letter? I’ve kept it all these years, and I brought it today."

Paige said, "...What love letter??"

Austin’s expression soured, "Paige, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten the love letter you wrote to me?"

If that’s really the case, then what kind of jerk did he love all these years?

Paige was baffled, even though her memory was a bit blurry, she clearly remembered she had never written a love letter in her life.

Especially not a love letter to Austin Xavier, it was simply laughable.

Austin seemed to be agitated by Paige’s bewildered expression and took out that love letter, "Paige, dare you say you didn’t write this?"

This was the evidence that Paige used to like him.

Clearly, Paige was the one who first intrigued him, yet she turned cold and got together with Julian.

No matter how you see it, Paige had wronged him.

Paige’s eyes looked oddly at the love letter, eventually taking it.

The paper was already yellowed, indicating it was indeed quite old.

Paige opened it and not only read it but also recited it aloud.

I must say, this love letter was beautifully written, full of poetic charm.

After reading it, Paige praised it, "Not bad at all, but there’s no signature, what makes you say I wrote it?"

"Do you think I can’t recognize your handwriting?"

When he first saw the love letter, it never crossed his mind that it was Paige’s, so he didn’t even look at it.

Later, Skylar Hughes said it was Paige’s, he didn’t completely believe it until he compared the handwriting and believed it was Paige’s.

At that moment, Paige didn’t know what to say.

The handwriting did resemble hers, but she honestly didn’t write it.

And her handwriting, she started learning it from a master at a young age; it’s not something that can be easily imitated.

However, Paige remembered that while she learned from the master, Skylar Hughes also learned it.

So Skylar’s handwriting was somewhat similar to hers, especially when they were around fourteen or fifteen, Paige was completely copying the master’s style without her own flair yet, making the handwriting during that time difficult to distinguish from Skylar’s.

So all these years, Austin’s increasingly odd behavior was because he believed she wrote that love letter?

Paige found it a bit absurd and felt it necessary to explain this clearly to Austin.

"Austin, I didn’t write this."

Seeing Paige still denying it, Austin’s expression grew increasingly displeased.

Was it really so hard to admit you liked him? Why couldn’t Paige even face it?

"If you didn’t write it, then who did? Did I write it to myself?"

Paige said, "You know my writing skills have always been poor, my essays never scored more than twenty points, do you think the fourteen-year-old me could have written such poetic love letters?"

"You could have copied it off the internet!"