The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan! Chapter 105: Psychological Trauma

Then it was too late, Skylar Hughes pressed it, and she herself was electrified limp, and finally thrown out again.

Her mind briefly blanked out, and when she ca to her senses, she was sowhat shocked.

Miles Morgan, "I told you not to touch it, but you didn’t listen. You’ve suffered now, haven’t you?"

Skylar Hughes, "..."

Just then, Paige Sterling suddenly returned and happened to see this scene, frowning.

"Miles, are you trying to get yourself killed? Don’t bring just any random person into my company!"

"Paige, I thought you two were sisters?"

Paige lifted her foot, and Miles, thinking she was going to kick him, instantly lunged forward and hugged her leg tightly.

"I won’t do it again, Paige, don’t kick !"

Paige demonstrated her twenties with impressive vigor, leaving Miles in complete admiration of her.

When you start to respect soone, naturally you beco more sycophantic.

Skylar Hughes was incredulous; the usually haughty rich second generation heedlessly ca when she called but was utterly intimidated by Paige.

Paige nudged with her foot but couldn’t pry Miles off.

Just then, Julian Hawthorne, who had entered behind Paige, kicked Miles, sending him sliding far away.

He coldly glared at Miles, causing Miles to shiver involuntarily.

Skylar Hughes leaned against the wall, looking weak, as she had just been electrocuted and was finding it difficult to stand.

"President Hawthorne..."

She thought in her current state, any man should feel so pity.

Yet Julian seed oblivious to her as he asked Paige, "Are you okay?"

Paige shook her head and said to Miles, "Take the people you brought away imdiately; if you bring anyone else to the lab in the future..."

Miles, "Got it, got it..."

And without caring about Skylar Hughes’s weakened state, he dragged her away.

Skylar Hughes, "..."

Julian Hawthorne was grudging about Miles hugging Paige’s leg, "You can’t let anyone hug you like that again."

Paige glanced down, "I’m wearing pants, what’s the big deal?"

"Pants or no pants, it’s not allowed."

Julian looked petty, "If it happens again, I won’t just kick his legs."

"Then where will you kick?"

Julian’s expression turned sinister, "The third leg."

Paige, "..."

But to give Miles a warning, Julian used the technique he had just learned from Paige on Miles and gave him a serious payback.

That night, when Miles returned ho, he hid in his room watching so adult films to calm his nerves.

Just when things were getting intense, the computer screen flickered, and the scene switched to a different blue room.

Miles, "...?"

So quick to switch scenes?

Confused, he continued watching as the cara panned to the floor, then slowly up, revealing a pair of long, sleek legs.

Miles thought, just those legs alone could entertain him for a year.

The scene continued up the legs; Miles was thrilled, ready for the exciting climax, but then...

What did he see?

A man? A bearded guy picking his nose?!

Miles scread, so frightened that he adopted a high-pitched feminine tone!

He could no longer look at the screen, but the man kept making cutesy sounds, almost making Miles retch his breakfast.

He collapsed, shutting the computer off, then lay on his bed for a while before feeling alive again.

Sleep, sleep, a night’s sleep and it’ll be fine.

As Miles lay in bed, finally getting drowsy, the nauseating man’s voice started again.

At first, Miles thought he was hallucinating; as he waited, the voice beca clearer.

Miles, in despair, pulled the covers off and looked at the computer, and sure enough, the screen was glowing eerily blue.

Paige scrambled off the bed to turn off the computer.

But after a while, the computer turned on automatically, continuing to play the sounds and images.

Miles, clenching his teeth in frustration, unplugged everything, yet the computer would still light up.

Miles, "..."

Oh my gosh, is it haunted?!

Miles was tornted all night, developing an aversion to the cutesy female voice and a psychological shadow over won’s legs.

Dammit!

By morning, when he was about to despair and toss the computer out, the screen flashed a ssage: "So thighs are not yours to hug."

Miles, "..."

Is it really this hard to hug a thigh now?

It doesn’t take a genius to know, if it’s not Paige, it must be the man always glaring at any man near Paige... Julian Hawthorne!

Scared that Julian might tornt him like this every night, Miles decided to plead his case with Paige.

He rushed to the company, visibly worse for wear.

"Paige, please, I swear I won’t cling to your leg again. Boohoo, tell Brother Hawthorne to spare ."

Paige was baffled, "What did he do to you?"

"He’s so, so terrifying!"

Paige, angry, started hitting him directly.

Julian was furious, seemingly trying to kill soone in secret!

Miles cried as he recounted his harrowing experience from the previous night.

Paige, "...", so Julian was learning and applying on the spot?

Paige sympathetically patted his shoulder, causing Miles to flinch back instantly, looking around to avoid eting Julian’s cold gaze.

Paige, "..."

That night, Paige planned to have a serious talk with Julian.

If there are grievances or resentnt, just settle them with a beating; why use such extre psychological tactics?

Julian was showering, and Paige lounged on the bed waiting for him.

It seed there was a book under Julian’s pillow. Paige pulled it out, and upon glancing, realized it was the cover of a history book.

She truly thought Julian was reading so historical text and didn’t think much of it when planning to return the book to its place.

But then she noticed sothing off and pulled the book back, tugging at the cover.

Sure enough, the historical book cover was a wrap, and the real title was — "The Love Bible"

Paige, "..."

Julian secretly reads this kind of book?

Paige suddenly rembered how weird Julian had seed lately, occasionally dropping cheesy pickup lines, making her think he was possessed.

Who knew it turned out to be from the book?

Paige, speechless, flipped through it, discovering that Julian had read it very seriously, marking many parts with a highlighter, treating this compilation of cheesy lines as if it were an historical record.

Cold and aloof in public, yet so goofy in private.

Paige couldn’t help but cover her face, thinking how embarrassing it would be if this got out.