The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan! Chapter 122: Ugly

A bodyguard couldn’t stand the endless sound effects anymore, "Hey, I said you..."

But his fierce expression changed abruptly when he saw the calm eyes of Paige Sterling, "...can’t you keep it down a bit?"

Paige responded with an "Oh," "Did I disturb you? Sorry about that."

Then she turned down the volu and continued playing.

Seeing her so engrossed in the ga, the bodyguard sitting next to her was tempted too, "Don’t start the next round yet, let get into the ga room and we’ll play together."

Paige nodded.

The other bodyguards were also hooked on the card ga.

So in no ti, the bodyguards in the car had all pulled out their phones to play Poker.

The atmosphere in the car was quite harmonious, even the bodyguard driving was itching to free up a hand to join.

But just then, one of the bodyguards suddenly realized sothing and stared intently at Paige.

"Wait, where did you get the phone?"

Wasn’t Paige’s phone confiscated by them?

Paige, as calm as ever, said, "What you took was just a power bank."

The bodyguard pulled out the phone they had confiscated from Paige.

Upon closer inspection, it really was just a power bank.

The bodyguards imdiately beca vigilant.

Paige chuckled, "What are you so nervous about? I’m not going to call the police, continue, pair of twos."

It seed Paige really hadn’t made any calls or sent any ssages right under their watchful eyes.

Forget it, don’t overthink, let’s just continue with Poker.

"Can’t beat the pair of twos, can’t."

The car eventually stopped at an abandoned building on the outskirts of the city.

Paige followed the bodyguards inside and saw Sonny Chambers tied to a chair.

Yet, this carefree guy was asleep in that position, drooling down one shoulder.

Hearing them approach, he opened his eyes, still sowhat dazed, "The Great Demon Sterling, you’re here."

Not a hint of panic, truly maintaining the aura of a big boss.

Paige’s mouth twitched.

Helen Hale erged from behind an oil tank and asked the bodyguards, "Did you search her? Did you take away her phone and any surveillance devices?"

"Rest assured Miss Hale, we removed everything on her that could have surveillance equipnt."

Helen Hale saw that Paige was devoid of any jewelry, not even a button on her clothes, and her wrists were bare, so she felt reassured.

Paige said to her, "Now that I’m here, let him go."

"That’s not going to happen."

Helen Hale touched her own face, her tone still sweet, but her expression and voice were incredibly vicious.

"You did this to , how can I let you off without so payback? You want to release your brother? Sure, but you have to cut your face three tis right now in front of !"

She wanted to see Paige disfigured, turned into a hideous freak even uglier than herself!

She couldn’t believe that if Paige beca a freak, Julian Hawthorne would still like her!

"That’s your demand? Isn’t that too easy?"

The bodyguards, "..."

Has this woman gone Poker crazy?

Helen Hale laughed, "My demands are certainly not limited to that. Just three cuts, how could that appease my hatred? I want you to never recover, to be a pariah forever, I want Julian Hawthorne to despise you forever, to never be able to seduce her again!"

Looking at her maddened appearance, Paige remained calm.

After all, Helen Hale thought too highly of herself, believing that what she wanted must belong to her.

And whenever sothing was out of her control and not hers, she’d go crazy, using insane thods to satisfy her desires.

"What are you standing around for? Strip her, record the video, and then scar her face for !"

By then she would upload the video online for everyone to see, so Paige would never bounce back.

"Isn’t that going too far?"

After all, they had just cheerfully played Poker together, it was a bit heartless.

Seeing them hesitate, Helen Hale coldly said, "Who do you work for! If you still want your money, do it!"

Honestly, Helen Hale’s current look was a bit scary.

With scars on her face and such a fierce expression, no man would likely be interested in her, right? Why bother ssing with other won?

Why should won make things hard for won, right?

Paige glanced at the hesitant bodyguards.

"You don’t need to struggle, co on."

The bodyguards looked bewildered, "Miss Sterling, do you know what kind of video she wants us to shoot?"

"Doesn’t matter, whatever it is, we did play Poker together, I don’t want to make it hard for you, co on."

Helen Hale looked incredulous, "You actually played Poker with her? Did I pay you to play Poker with her?"

The bodyguards were a bit embarrassed, "We only played for a little bit, not long at all, we already confiscated her phone."

Paige chuckled, seeing Paige’s indifferent attitude, Helen Hale’s face twisted.

"Paige, you really will do anything for your brother, seems I kidnapped the right person."

Sonny Chambers rolled his eyes, pretty soon you’ll realize you kidnapped the right person, but you threatened the wrong one.

The reason Paige is called The Great Demon Sterling, is sothing you’d never figure out.

"Alright, my little cousin needs to head ho to do howork, my husband is still waiting for at ho, you guys hurry up, solve this quickly so I can go ho."

Sonny Chambers, "...", what the hell howork.

"Then Miss Sterling, we’re sorry, if you cooperate, you’ll suffer less."

As they moved towards Paige, before they could touch her, a fist suddenly flew towards them and they were sent flying.

The n were beaten down and couldn’t get up, looking utterly dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?

"Weren’t you going to cooperate with us?"

Paige raised an eyebrow, "Did I say that?"

Seems like Paige never did say so from the start.

"You didn’t have to be so rough on us, we played Poker together!"

Paige stomped down hard on the nearest man, breaking his ribs.

"It’s just a difference in position."

Damn, she’s the type to turn hostile in an instant.

Just a mont ago, they were happily playing Poker, and now she’s out to get them.

The bodyguards turned to Helen Hale, "Miss Hale, we can’t beat her, you’re on your own now."

Then they all lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

Helen Hale was in disbelief.

"Useless trash, get up and keep fighting! Beat her to death, understand!"

No matter how much she shouted, the bodyguards continued to pretend they were dead.

Even as Helen Hale started offering more money, they still didn’t react.

Damn it, if you’re going to lose your life, what’s the point of the money?

Left without helpers, Helen Hale grabbed a knife and charged at Paige.

She was going to scar Paige’s face herself! She wanted to make Paige uglier than her!