A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107 The Blind Spot

“My mom gave me firm orders to look after you!

“Man, I wish she showed half that much concern for her own son.

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“She even dumped a massive pile of spending money into my account, so you gotta help me eat, Bella!

“Seriously, if I don’t blow through it all, she’s gonna absolutely destroy me when I get home!”

Brett put on a total pathetic whine, begging Isabella to help him burn through his allowance.

Hannah’s face contorted into an ugly mess, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath from pure rage.

Dammit!

Her lungs felt like they were about to burst from sheer fury.

She was losing her absolute mind.

Isabella, Brett, you b*stards better watch your backs!

While Hannah threw a silent tantrum, Isaac watched Isabella’s retreating figure, his lips pressed into a hard, white line.

There was zero chance Isabella hadn’t spotted his car.

She definitely saw him, she just couldn’t be bothered to care.

For the very first time in his life, Isaac felt the crushing weight of absolute rejection.

By all rights, the warmth and bright smiles Isabella gave Brett and Eugene belonged to him.

Her affection, her care, and her gentle nature should have been his to receive.

While Isaac was trapped in his thoughts, Hannah managed to force her features back into a sweet pout, turning around to whine like a beaten pup, “Isaac, look at how Bella treats us…”

She let out a soft sniffle, putting on a perfect show of a heartbroken sister crushed by Isabella’s icy dismissal.

She had pulled this exact stunt a thousand times before.

Every single time in the past, Isaac would explode with absolute rage, shouting at Isabella and

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viewing her with pure disgust, convinced she was shutting Hannah out on purpose to humilia her.

But looking at Hannah’s tearful face right now, Isaac felt completely numb inside.

He simply thought to himself that Isabella freezing Hannah out was the most natural thing in the world.

Hannah had stolen her life for over a decade; sure, it wasn’t Hannah’s fault, and she wasn’t the monster who trafficked Isabella into the mountains.

But the hard fact remained-for all those years, Hannah reaped every single luxury that belonged to Isabella, living large as the elite Powell heiress.

Why shouldn’t Isabella hate her guts? Why shouldn’t she treat her like absolute garbage?

If someone kidnapped him for over a decade, and he came back only to find his entire identity stolen by an absolute stranger who was living his dream life while he was reduced to a country hick, would he walk around with zero bitterness or boiling rage in his soul?

Isabella had already shown incredible restraint.

Yet his entire family constantly cornered her, demanding she embrace Hannah and coddle he exactly like they did.

But by what absolute right?

Hannah built her high-and-mighty status purely on the back of Isabella’s childhood nightmare

The fact that Isabella hadn’t choked her out already was a miracle; why should anyone expect her to like the girl?

Even if they were total strangers, there was zero guarantee they would ever hit it off.

Yet here they were, forcing the absolute victim to play nice and dote on the parasite who stole her life.

Isaac couldn’t even wrap his brain around the sheer, monumental stupidity and cruelty he and his father had inflicted.

How could we treat Isabella like that?!

As Isaac reeled from the crushing guilt, Hannah noticed his lack of response and stepped closer, ready to fan the flames, but the freezing glare Isaac shot her made her blood run cold.

She stared back in absolute disbelief at the boiling rage and sharp disgust slicing through his

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Before she could process the look, Isaac snarled out a single word to the driver. “Drive!”

Right on cue, the chauffeur slammed his foot onto the gas pedal.

Hannah was left standing alone in the exhaust fumes as the luxury car sped away.

Her jaw dropped open, clean out of words.

Wait, that terrifying look from Isaac was meant for Isabella, right?

That was intense.

She had never seen her second brother look that savage before.

He must absolutely loathe Isabella now!

Reaching that satisfying conclusion, a smug grin crept back onto her face.

It was a slight bummer she couldn’t tear down Isabella’s reputation a bit further with him today.

Turning the issue over in her head, a sudden spark hit her eyes, and she turned around to race straight toward the main building.

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Inside the classroom.

Noah was locked into the practice problems Isabella had assigned him last night.

His grades were starting to see some real traction at long last.

Because of that progress, Isabella had dialed up the difficulty on this batch of questions.

She built the problems right on top of concepts he already mastered, pushing the ceiling just enough to give him that perfect urge to crack it.

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