The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

The venue was adorned with flowers, resembling a large, exquisite garden-utterly romantic.

Molly had only invited young people today, though these young guests were all from affluent or influential families.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and the lights dimmed. The birthday party officially began.

Everyone looked up to see Molly slowly descending on a white swing, wearing a nude pink gown with a long trailing skirt. Suspended in the air, the lights behind her created the illusion of wings, making her look like a fairy.

Molly adjusted the earpiece by her face, her red lips moving as she sang a beautiful song. Her voice, often described as angelic, captivated everyone’s attention immediately.

As Molly sat on the swing, she looked down at the admiring gazes of the crowd, feeling immensely proud.

The swing slowly descended.

Bryan, dressed in a white suit, walked up to Molly and gracefully extended his hand for a dance.

Molly smiled softly and placed her hand in his.

The two began to dance.

The handsome couple drew everyone’s attention.

The guests surrounded them, and Molly reveled in the spotlight. She belonged in the center of attention.

“You look stunning tonight,” Bryan said, holding her, his hand resting on her waist as they waltzed, admiration in his eyes.

“Thank you for such a wonderful birthday party,” Molly whispered in his ear, though she secretly wished Enrico were the one dancing with her. That would make her the envy of every woman in the country.

“I have a surprise for you,” Bryan whispered back.

Molly wondered, ‘Did he get me some precious jewelry? Or that limited-edition bag I mentioned?’

“Molly, look who’s here,” Bryan said, stepping aside.

Molly looked over his shoulder, and her smile froze on her face.

In the crowd stood a young girl with golden hair casually draped over her shoulders. She wore a knee-length white chiffon dress and a long-sleeved jacket zipped up to the collar. Despite her laid-back attire, her face was stunningly beautiful, making it hard for anyone to look away.

A few young men nearby were discreetly checking her out, clearly interested.

Noticing Molly’s gaze, Paige stood at the front of the crowd and smirked.

Molly inwardly seethed with anger.

‘Paige! How dare she show up? Is she asking for trouble?’

Bryan continued cheerfully, “Aren’t you happy?”

Molly forced a smile.

“I had almost given up hope, but she still came. It seems she still cares about us,” Bryan said with a smile, squeezing Molly’s hand. “Come on, don’t you have a lot to ask her? Let’s go.”

He started to pull her along.

“Wait,” Molly grabbed Bryan and frowned. “Bryan, your dad called me. He said your current project isn’t finished and told you not to just play around.”

At this, Bryan’s face darkened. Being the third child, he was already not favored, and his father was never satisfied with his work.

“You see, we’ve finished the dance. I’ve reserved a suite for you here. Go and get your work done first, then come back,” Molly urged.

“But this project might take more than two hours,” Bryan glanced towards Paige. “It’s your birthday, and it’s rare for the three of us to be together…”

“Do you want to disappoint your dad? He’ll think I led you astray,” Molly said, lowering her eyes, her voice sullen.

“Molly…”

“Go on, I won’t let your Paige run away,” Molly said jealously.

“She’s not my Paige anymore, that’s all in the past,” Bryan sighed, giving in. “Alright, I’ll take care of my work and come back as soon as I’m done.”

Molly immediately smiled. “Okay, you go ahead. I’ll talk to her.”

“Fine, ask her why she won’t reveal her real name. Maybe she has some reasons,” Bryan said, glancing at Paige before leaving.

Molly quickly called over a server. “Follow Bryan. If he tries to leave the suite, stop him. Don’t let him come back to the banquet.”

“Understood,” the server replied obediently, following Bryan out.

Molly glared coldly at Paige, ready to “entertain” her. She approached her friend Nancy and said, “Nancy, do you see that girl over there?”

Paige stood in place, surrounded by a few rich young men asking for her phone number. Men always paid the most attention to beautiful women.

Nancy had already noticed Paige and remarked jealously, “I saw her. Bryan brought her in. Is she your friend? She’s so disrespectful, not even wearing her dress properly and instead wearing a jacket. She looks awful.”

Molly whispered, “I heard Bryan is pursuing her. Don’t say I never give you opportunities. I’ve sent Bryan away, and this woman… she doesn’t even have an invitation to my birthday party.”

Nancy’s eyes lit up. “You mean… but isn’t it a bit too much? Today’s your birthday; I don’t want to ruin it.”

“A little clown show would be quite entertaining,” Molly smiled and hinted strongly.

“Alright!”