A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body
Chapter 123 Too Late for Regret
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Spotting Isabella’s figure down the hall, Isaac froze in his tracks for a fraction of a second.
Hannah bit down hard on her jaw, instinctively twisting her head to the side.
She refused to let Isabella witness her current, humiliated state.
That b*tch must be flying high right now.
Isaac was backing her play, and Noah was standing firmly by her side.
Even Noah’s powerhouse big brother had lined up completely behind her.
Why the hell was she the solitary target taking absolute devastation?
She was the one who took a physical beating, yet not a single soul spared her an ounce of pity.
Sure, she dropped a few toxic whispers about Isabella, but Isabella hadn’t lost a single hair, right?
What was the big deal about a few minor insults?
Who has not been talked about behind their back once in a while?
The toxic injustice of it left Hannah burning with pure bitterness.
Recalling Isaac’s cold ultimatum, a fresh layer of tears welled right back up in her eyes.
The drops fell down her cheeks in an uncontrolled stream.
Right at that second, Isaac bypassed her completely and walked straight toward Isabella.
He muttered in a quiet tone, “Isabella.”
He stared at her, his lips parting but the words locking up in his throat.
Isabella was standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Noah, having just waved a final goodbye to Ethan.
Turning around to face Isaac, her brow knitted into a small scowl.
On the other side, Noah launched an aggressive counter on the spot, “Hey, what the hell are you planning? Let me make one thing clear-don’t you dare dump your corporate frustration onto Bella.
“If you try to lay a hand on her, see if you walk away in one piece.”
Noah’s posture carried absolute hostility as he planted his frame directly between Isaac and Isabella.
He refused to show a single member of the Powell family a shred of professional courtesy.
Hannah was a complete snake, and Isaac was cut from the exact same cloth.
God knows how much abuse they had forced Isabella to take under their roof.
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What?
Was he marching over to display his pathetic big-brother authority again?
If the man dared to make a single aggressive move toward Isabelia, he would personally crush him.
Noah’s gaze remained perfectly sharp and defensive.
Watching the boy plant himself like a fiercely protective guard dog, Isabella’s lips twitched slightly.
Did this brat completely forget I can handle myself in a physical clash?
Since when do I require a high-schooler’s protection?
But despite the internal critique, she didn’t shift her posture.
She genuinely lacked any desire to waste breath on Isaac.
Especially since the man was highly likely trying to negotiate a lighter sentence for Hannah.
Isabella stated flatly, “If you’re heading over to beg for a pass on Hannah’s behalf, you’re barking up the wrong tree.”
With that, she turned on his heel to walk away.
Isaac’s chest surged with a crushing wave of grief and absolute remorse.
Watching Noah shield Isabella with his entire frame, he thought to himself that the position should have been his by absolute right.
Instead, he had completely thrown away his own little sister.
“No, it’s not that,” he muttered.
He lowered his head, blinking back the stinging wetness threatening to breach his eyes as he whispered, “I came over to deliver a real apology.
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“I’m sorry, Isabella, for every single blind bias in the past, and for failing to protect you.”
Keeping his eyes glued to the tile floor, he added quietly, “Don’t mistake my intentions; I have zero desire to offer a defense for Hannah.
“She targeted Noah with deliberate malice, so she earned every bit of this fallback.
“I just… I just…”
He was simply drowning in absolute guilt toward Isabella.
From day one, he had never shielded her from harm, nor had he ever shown her an ounce of trust.
He allowed her to be marginalized and treated like an absolute outcast within their household.
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As Tsar laid his soul bare, Isabella’s face showed zero einational fluctuation.
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Her expression remained completely detached as she replied, “If that’s your stance, you’re a lifetime too
late.”
The original host who should have received those words was already dead.
The current warlord occupying this body had zero interest in listening to them.
If the girl standing at Westbrook weren’t her, if her bond with Noah didn’t exist, if she lacked absolute power, would Isaac ever have reached this realization?
Would it ever cross his mind that he owed the original girl an absolute debt?
Isabella’s face remained cold as ice.
Her gaze swept over Isaac with total indifference before she turned to Noah, “Let’s move. Class is starting.
The second the order left her lips, Noah let out an enthusiastic grunt, pushing straight past Isaac’s shoulder.
“Hey, clear the lane! Stop blocking our traffic!”
Barking out the warning, he physically shoved Isaac to the side and walked off alongside Isabella.
The second they vanished down the corridor, Isaac’s hands clenched into tight, white-knuckled fists.
Coming over, Hannah scurried over and whined, “Oh my god, how can Isabella be that vicious?
“Isaac, are you okay? Did that thug hurt you when he shoved past?”
Her instinct was to drop another layer of toxic whispers against Isabella, but Isaac threw her hands off with absolute force.
“Get the hell away from me!”
His face turned ice-cold as he marched straight off without looking back.
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Hannah was left standing alone in the hall, her face turning crimson and pale by turns as she stomped her foot in pure rage.
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A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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