Chapter 108 The Trap Snap
With that drive, he was locked in, tracking down concepts from his reference materials with total focus to find the answers.
He had gotten into another massive brawl with Ethan last night.
That absolute prick didn’t pull a single punch, beating him into the dirt before claiming an emergency operation dropped and vanishing into the night.
Noah ended up passing out cold right there on the basement floor.
The second his eyes popped open this morning, he remembered he still had a few brutal problems left on his desk.
Right now, he was working at a breakneck pace to clear his workload before the bell rang.
Just then, Hannah came bursting through the classroom doors, gasping for air.
Scanning the room and finding both Isabella and Brett missing, an evil spark lit up her eyes or the spot.
She scurried straight over to Noah’s desk, lowering her voice to a soft whisper, “Hey, Noah. Do you have a quick second to chat?”
“Get lost.”
Noah didn’t even bother to glance up from his sheet, brushing her off without a second thought.
The girl was an absolute chatterbox.
If she weren’t part of the Powell family, Noah would have beaten her senseless long ago purely out of respect for Isabella.
Who the h*ll did she think she was trying to casual-talk with him?!
Could she not see he was in the middle of actual work?!
If she had enough brains to ask if he was free, she should have figured out he was busy.
Noah kept his eyes glued to his paper, leaving Hannah standing there flushing red from absolute embarrassment.
But the pure joy of tearing down Isabella kept her glued to the spot, pushing past the humiliation.
Squeezing her lips together, she leaned in closer and murmured, “Noah, look, I know what I’ about to say might sound bad.
“But please, just hear me out until the end.
“I just can’t stand by and watch an honest guy get played for a fool by my sister, so…”
Noah was already raising his chin, fully prepared to yell at her to get the hell out of his face.
If she stayed another second, he was going to throw hands.
But the absolute trash spilling out of Hannah’s mouth caught his attention, making his brow furrow.
“Played?
“What the hell are you talking about?
“You mean Isabella?!”
Noah completely tuned out the rest of her garbage, his ears locking onto Isabella’s name like a radar.
Hannah’s lips twitched in mild irritation.
A toxic mixture of frustration and burning envy filled her chest as she spat out, “Yeah, exactly. Her.”
In reality, she was shooting for absolute character assassination.
If Isabella had indeed used Noah as a stepping stone to hook the Carters, going behind his back would mean she was a gold-climbing leech who clawed her way to the top.
With a narrative like that, both the Carters and the Wayne family would cast her out into the cold for good.
Wow, I am a literal saint.
I saw my sister sliding down a slippery slope, so I went completely out of my way to warn poor Noah.
How could anyone possibly accuse me of trash-talking her?
I just can’t bear to watch an awesome guy like Noah get totally blindsided!
Besides, Isabella is such a master manipulator; if I don’t lay out the facts, he’ll be stuck in the dark forever.
Since that’s the case, I might as well step up and play the ultimate savior.
But while she was busy congratulating herself, Noah’s face twisted into a bizarre expression.
“I introduced Isabella to Brett?”
What kind of absolute joke was this?
Isabella was the one who locked down her bond with Brett long before he ever stepped into the picture.
He only gave Brett the time of day and tolerated his presence purely to stay in Isabella’s good graces.
With that realization sinking in, his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.

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