The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan! Chapter 170: Learn a Lesson

Angus Langdon looked utterly hopeless, "Paige Sterling, what exactly do you want?"

Paige twisted her neck, and suddenly Angus saw pieces of armor erging from her body...

Angus’s eyes widened.

What on earth is this thing? It looks even scarier than last ti.

Does Paige really have to carry around such terrifying stuff all the ti?

"What... what is this..."

"Seems I pressed the wrong button."

Paige twisted her neck again, and the armor disappeared.

"Using this thing on you would be overkill."

Angus swallowed, "Paige, don’t think you can just hit with this, I..."

The next mont, he got punched in the jaw, with a familiar dislocating sound.

Paige said, "You’re being really unreasonable, still threatening at this point."

Angus, "..." I’m the one being bullied? In broad daylight, you’re joking while I’m suffering this much?

Angus was eventually taken to the hospital by Miles Morgan, who spoke earnestly, "Young Master Langdon, considering we are both from traditional wealthy families, let give you so advice. If you follow Paige, you’ll enjoy the benefits. If you go against her, be prepared to get beaten up..."

Angus wore a neck brace, his face full of stiffness.

When Paige got ho, Julian Hawthorne was already there, holding the ruler she often used to scare Sonny Chambers.

Sonny sat nearby, seriously doing his howork. When Paige returned, he only dared to glance up at her.

Paige thought Julian increasingly resembled the family head, keeping Sonny under strict control.

Through Burt Chambers’ ordeal, Paige felt that Sonny’s discipline was necessary.

If not, Sonny would beco tomorrow’s Burt Chambers, and Evan Chambers would be exhausted.

So Paige walked over and patted Sonny’s head.

Sonny didn’t feel any warmth from this head pat, but rather a chill.

He swallowed, hearing Paige say, "From now on, I’ll be stricter with your discipline, ensuring you don’t follow in Burt Chambers’ footsteps."

Sonny, "..." I’m truly a hard-luck kid.

Julian Hawthorne tossed the ruler aside, pulled Paige over, and looked at her hand, asking her,

"What did you do today? Got into another fight?"

Paige looked embarrassed, "In your eyes, am I just a woman who goes out and fights all the ti?"

Julian smirked without saying anything, even Sonny had a look of ’you know you better than anyone.’

Paige felt even more embarrassed, shot a glance at Sonny, "Have you finished your howork?"

Sonny imdiately buried his head back into his howork.

Paige sat down and told Julian, "Today I ran into Angus and his crew. They tried to scare as ghosts, so I explained so principles to them."

Julian asked, "No fighting involved?"

Paige admitted honestly, "Most of the ti, no fighting."

She only moved her foot a little.

Julian sighed, "Don’t do that in the future."

Just when Paige expected him to earnestly advise her against fighting, Julian patted her hand, clearly showing his bias and protectiveness, "Just keep away from foolish people, they’ll lower your IQ."

He added, "And about your hand, if you keep punching, you’ll get calluses."

Sonny, "..."

Paige, "Got it."

Paige felt like she had been missing sothing in her life through two lifetis.

But in this life, with Mr. Hawthorne, she realized what she’d been missing—such an unreasonable man who ignores right and wrong.

What Paige didn’t expect was that the next day, Jared Sullivan called her, saying Angus and his friends’ parents had arrived at the Sterling Family residence.

The reason being that Paige had beaten up Angus and others, and they wanted her to co back and take a look.

Paige truly didn’t expect soone as old as Angus to lose a fight and then call in the parents.

This refreshed her understanding of Angus.

Paige felt she held the moral high ground, so she went back to the Sterling Family’s place, with Julian Hawthorne driving her there.

The Sterling house really was crowded, with Angus and his buddies present, and the parents filling up the sofas.

Yvette Hughes was entertaining everyone, looking uneasy, as if afraid of trouble.

As for Jared Sullivan, he maintained his usual expression, showing no signs of guilt or lack of confidence.

Paige walked over, greeting everyone.

Seeing Paige being so polite, Angus sneered internally, mocking her for pretending in front of the adults.

Paige then asked, "Did you all co looking for because of their injuries?"

Mrs. Langdon imdiately stood up, and just when Yvette thought she would angrily question Paige, she instead grabbed Paige’s hand, smiling brightly.

"Paige, we’ve already figured it out. These hooligans were at fault. You were right to hit them. They’re already grown n acting out like this. Luckily you’re okay, or I would’ve broken this punk’s leg."

This twist left Paige completely surprised.

Yvette Hughes was shocked as well.

Jared Sullivan sipped his tea, looking as composed as ever.

Mrs. Langdon stroked Paige’s hand, noticing how smooth and delicate it was—not at all like the hands of a scientist.

Unable to resist, she touched them again, "Paige, you must have been frightened, huh?"

Another youth’s mother stood up, saying, "Of course, just look at how pale Paige is. She must’ve been terrified. These hooligans doing such things, good thing Paige was unhard."

The others also wore expressions as if Paige had been wronged. Soone uninford would think their sons were adopted and Paige was their biological daughter.

Paige wasn’t comfortable with the black-and-white reversal here and couldn’t help but remind them.

"Aunties, I hit them..."

"We know, we know, they deserved it. It’s not your fault, you’re kind for not hitting them harder."

Then Mrs. Langdon kicked Angus, "Aren’t you going to apologize to Paige?"

Angus, "..."

The other youths brought to apologize had similarly numb expressions.

What kind of magic does Paige have to make these usually indulgent middle-aged won care so little for their sons?

If these people had co to cause trouble, Paige would’ve felt justified, but seeing them like this, she felt truly awkward.

"Aunties, this is also my fault, I was too..."

"It’s not your fault, not at all. It’s these rascals’ own doing, don’t bla yourself."

Angus and the others looked like they’d just eaten fifty pounds of dog poop.

Paige could only say, "Young people make mistakes; of course I won’t hold it against them."

"Oh Paige, you’re such a generous and kind child. If this brat dares to scare you again, feel free to beat him to a pulp."

Angus, "..." Dear mom, you might have misunderstood the word ’kind.’

Paige nodded, "I know, I know. If sothing like this happens again, I’ll try to talk sense into them, for your sakes."

Mrs. Langdon glared at Angus, "Look at how well-mannered Paige is. Could you learn a bit from her?"