Noelle looked at Lucas intently. She also wanted to know the answer.
Judging from Noelle's mocking expression, Lucas thought that he might have guessed correctly.
He had already suspected it. After all, Noelle had always been talented at gaming. The person she was now, pulling off a 12-hit combo, was no longer the same younger sister who used to follow him everywhere. She had grown up and became even more skilled than him.
Xenia watched from the side, feeling deeply resentful.
She walked up and pretended to be compassionate as she said, "Noelle, if you really are SweetNelly, that's amazing!"
Noelle raised her eyebrows. "Oh really?"
"Yeah! Now that you're so skilled, Team Luminark will definitely win the finals. Right, Lucas?"
Lucas looked uncomfortable. Deep down, he wished that Noelle would return to the team. He turned away and coughed. "It's whatever to me."
Noelle gave a cold smile. "I never said I would compete in the finals."
Lucas' expression froze. "What do you mean?"
“Lucas, have you forgotten what you said you said that I was replaceable. You said that you’ve found other teammates, and I meant nothing to the team
Noelle reminded Lucas of what he said at the Liddell residence. She was no longer the same person as she was before. After being mistreated so horribly, there was no way the would just return because Lucas asked her to It was impossible.
This time. Noelle lat without looking back
Lucas looked at Noelle, walking away, recalling his words from that day. At that tim he truly thought he coulda cult SweetNelly. That was why he had spoken that way. But now, he realized SweetNelly might actually be No. What he feared most had come true.
Gordon said coldy, “Mr Frank is receiving treatment. The doctor said that his anger was affecting his heart. He needs to focus on recovery from now on. Come with che,
Noelle hesitated briefly but ultimately followed Gordon. The saw Frank on the bed with Xenia by his side. The scene locked praceful and harmonious.
“For the past few days, M. Quigley has been bringing Frank his meals. You didn’t even bother to ask about it. It’s lous why Mr. Frank would treat her well
Noelle cast her pace down pairily. “As long as he’s okay, that’s amough “She then turned and lein the hospital
lad pane. She thought that perhaps she shouldn’t have
Gordon was right. With room for her anymore. After all, dida’i Frank love the soup op that Xenia made in her past life?
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