CHAPTER 391: CHAPTER 391: SATISFACTION

The group of boys and girls immediately said, "God Sterling! It’s okay to give money to the driver, we asked him to do that. We’re all your fans, we didn’t mean anything else, we just wanted to meet you!"

As if simply claiming to be Paige Sterling’s fans would justify all their previous actions.

Paige Sterling’s indifferent gaze fell on the boys and girls.

"You almost drove into me, and you tell me you didn’t mean anything else?"

Paige Sterling’s expression was exceptionally cold, and even though it was known she usually kept a distant face and wasn’t overly indulgent to her fans, seeing her looking so indifferent still made them uncomfortable.

After all, they were Paige Sterling’s fans. They had come a long way to see her, but instead of feeling grateful or moved, she was being so cold.

What other celebrity would be so indifferent to her devoted fans?

"God Sterling, we’re just so in awe of you..."

"In awe of me, so you follow me by car on the street? Bump into me with your car? Cause trouble for me? If that’s your understanding of idolization, please keep such lowly admiration to yourselves, don’t use it to disgust me. After all, I only have one life and can’t afford your kind of admiration."

They were all young and quite sensitive; they were moved by their own behavior of traveling so far just to meet Paige, yet she dismissed their affection as worthless. Unable to withstand her harsh words, they all started crying.

"How can you say that? Do you know how much we like you? We’ve even skipped school just to see you. Do you know how much we’ve sacrificed?"

"So should I be grateful for your great sacrifice?"

Paige remained indifferent, "Being idolized by you is truly my misfortune, and having children like you is your parents’ misfortune."

The boys and girls cried even harder, "You’re too much..."

"Why are you crying? I was the one who was nearly hit by a car. What right do you have to cry?"

Paige’s demeanor was so severe that they were a bit intimidated, holding back their tears despite brimming eyes.

"We just wanted you to stop the car. The driver said he was confident no one would get hurt..."

"Because he said he was confident, you believed nothing would happen? What basis do you have for thinking nothing unexpected would occur? Also, did I not buy my car with money? Wouldn’t I suffer losses if it were hit? And what about every driver on the road - do you realize how many cars got scratched due to your behavior? Do you not have any awareness of the consequences? Did your teachers never teach you to think before you act, or to proceed according to your capabilities?"

Finished speaking, Paige couldn’t be bothered to engage with them further and directly called the police, skillfully demonstrating what true cold-hearted ruthlessness means.

When the driver saw Paige calling the police, he tried to flee, but she quickly held him down with one hand.

The boys and girls looked at Paige with resentment, but Paige perfectly demonstrated cold-hearted ruthlessness, completely ignoring them.

Youthful energy is great, and fan-chasing is normal, but if you take it to the point of disregarding your own safety or that of others, it’s excessive.

Claiming they truly liked her, yet came at her with a car— is that called liking?

Using supposed admiration as an excuse to harm others is utterly idiotic.

When they saw the police actually arriving, one of the girls couldn’t hold back and burst into tears.

"You’re really too much. This isn’t the God Sterling I imagined. Boohoo, I’ll never be a fan of yours again..."

The whole group was taken to the police station, and Paige went along as well.

After dealing with the matter, she went home.

Julian Hawthorne hadn’t returned yet, so Paige sat in the living room, reviewing the files sent from the lab.

Before long, Julian came back, carrying fresh vegetables and meat. He first walked to the living room and gave Paige a peck on the lips.

"Back so early today?"

"I missed you too much."

"Sweet talker."

Paige replied, "Learned it from you."

Julian went to the kitchen to cook, while Paige helped by washing and preparing the vegetables.

After they finished eating, Paige helped with the dishes and then curled up on the bed to continue reviewing documents.

Julian showered and came out, trying to attract Paige’s attention, but she acted as if she didn’t see him.

He sat beside Paige with a look of grievance and asked, "Are you very busy lately?"

During the time Paige was developing holographic technology, she was so busy she was hardly seen.

Now that she finally had some free time, back home she was still engrossed in documents, making Mr. Hawthorne feel neglected again.

Paige said, "The first holographic movie is about to be released, so I need to adjust some of the data..."

"Can’t you delegate this to someone else?"

"I’m just skimming through it..."

Julian was still unwilling to give up, "How about I read it to you?"

Paige asked, "Are you sure you want to read it?"

Julian glanced at the documents, filled with densely packed C-language text, which was impossible to read aloud.

Mr. Hawthorne felt he was like a little kid who’d been completely ignored by his parents.

Not even his mischief could catch their attention.

Indeed, when working, women really seem to have no regard for anything else.

A bit frustrated, he reached out his pinky finger and lightly scratched Paige’s palm, using this small act to voice his discontent.

He just liked when Paige focused all her attention on him, revolving around him.

Only then did he feel like he was Paige’s only one, with all her eyes and heart on him.

It was hard for Paige to miss Julian’s subtle actions.

She finally put down the documents, looked at Julian and asked, "What’s the matter with you?"

Julian laid his head on Paige’s lap, "My back is itchy, can you scratch it for me?"

Paige sighed, holding the data in one hand and scratching Julian’s back with the other.

Julian squinted his eyes in enjoyment, letting out a satisfied sigh.

Paige asked directly, "Do you like being scratched so much? The robot can do that, you know. I can have it come in, and you can get scratched however you want, from every angle, as much as you want until you’re satisfied."

Julian, "..." His wife’s blunt directness was even more severe than his.

Julian, a bit displeased, hummed softly.

Seeing Paige didn’t notice him, Julian continued to hum.

But the more he hummed, the stranger it sounded, causing goosebumps on Paige.

She pinched Julian’s waist.

"Julian Hawthorne, if you keep making noise, I’ll shut your mouth."

Julian laid flat on Paige’s lap and asked, "How do you plan to shut it?"

Paige tossed aside the documents, leaned over, and covered his mouth with hers.

Julian hooked her neck, holding her closely, then took charge like a wolf starved for days...

The next day, Paige was trending again because of the incident where she scolded the ticket scalpers and those young fans.

Invasive paparazzi had taken photos and uploaded them, writing sensational headlines and adding more controversial elements to the story. Thus, Paige was portrayed as someone who not only didn’t sympathize with fans but also insulted them for their lack of decorum, even cruelly sending her fans to the police station, marking her as the most heartless celebrity in history.