A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134 Shifting Alliances

“D’mn straight.” The crowd of slackers kept fanning the flames, completely dominating the line.

Unloading their garbage, Isaac felt his internal fury hitting peak velocity.

Specifically their claims that Isabella was just a country hick who deserved to take the fallback, along reminders of how he used to reject her in favor of coddling Hannah like a prize asset.

Every single word sliced through his chest like a razor-sharp blade.

His chest heaving with suffocating guilt, he roared back through the line, “Are you guys completely of your minds?

“Hannah is the absolute source of the rot this time.

“Furthermore, Isabella didn’t deliver a single punch during that campus altercation.

“The Wayne brothers were simply executing an airtight penalty for a direct hit.

“Isabella is the absolute, blameless victim here; by what right should she swallow this disrespect?

“You guys are completely, hopelessly unhinged.

“And since you love tracking my past data, let’s look at the metrics-I treated Hannah better than life it and how the hell did she repay my loyalty?!

“Isabella is my actual, biological sister.

“Go straight to hell, all of you!

“If you lack the balls to clear a cash lifeline, so be it!

“I don’t give a single d*mn about your money anyway!

“And I’m officially terminating my access to your liquidation channels!”

annels!”

Trembling with pure rage, Isaac grabbed his backpacks overflowing with limited-edition luxury assets an stormed out of the lounge.

His original strategy was leveraging his social network to liquidate his pieces for maximum cash flow, yei every single one of them flaked on him while demanding he crawl back to Adrian.

Bowing his head meant allowing them to continue breaking Isabella.

By what absolute right?

Isabella was his actual little sister, for crying out loud.

Why on earth should he sacrifice Isabella just to shield a parasite like Hannah?

A bunch of absolute psychopaths.

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Hypocritical sycophants who only bowed to power

Isaac unleashed a torrens of silent curses, completely losing sight of the fact that he used to be the offender; because his history of coddling Hannah was logged across his entire social circle, his frier were naturally calibrated to side with her.

Kicking his lounge chair over with a violent thud, he marched clean out of the venue.

The crowd of rich slackers watched his explosive exit with a mixture of confusion and annoyance.

“Wait, what the hell? Didn’t he practically worship Hannah a minute ago?

“He kept saying Isabella was an absolute freak, so how did he pull this bizarre U-turn?”

The group was thoroughly bewildered by his metrics.

Bypassing his privacy immediately, one of them dialed Hannah’s line, “Hey, Hannah. We ran the intervention on Isaac, but his brain looks completely fried; he flat-out refused to track our advice.”

“Yeah, don’t worry, we kept your request strictly confidential; he has zero clue you initialized this call

“Look, Isaac’s logic has just stalled out temporarily; once his system reboots and he clears his head, he face reality.”

The slacker disconnected.

Sure enough, Hannah had actively pinged Isaac’s network to run a subtle psychological counter. completely failing to anticipate that Isaac would shut/down their talking points out of hand.

Left stranded by the data, Hannah threw a silent tantrum inside her room, stomping her foot furiously against the rug.

Meanwhile, Isaac cleared the perimeter of the elite lounge and navigated the street heading back to his private duplex.

Out of nowhere, a hostile squad blocked his path completely.

“Well, well, look who it is–the second master of the Powell empire.”

The squad systematically locked down Isaac’s perimeter..

The ringleader wore a cake of high-end cosmetics over his sleek face, his body language radiating the pu arrogance and toxic indulgence of a trust-fund billionaire.

Blowing a thick cloud of cigar smoke straight into Isaac’s face, he watched the boy’s temper flare and let out a booming laugh, “Oh man, my dear Isaac, since when did your lifestyle metrics drop to this pathetic baseline?

“Word on the street is you’re running around desperate for a black-market channel to liquidare your personal inventory.

Why go to those extremes? If your capital runs short, you just gotta ask the big boys.”

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The surrounding slackers let out a chorus of mocking chuckles.

“D’mn straight.

“Mr. Isaac Powell used to carry himself with such immense arrogance. Where the hell did that loud me go from when you were screaming at our table?

“How did you end up this thoroughly broken?

“Man, the data is truly heartbreaking to look at.

“Tell you what, Isaac-lest anyone accuse us of being cold, we’ll hand you a viable opening. The Westsid Loop out on the second ridge-have you got the balls to launch a race against our driver?

“If you secure the victory, we’ll clear a massive cash injection for you on the spot.

“We already tracked the report that you got booted from the Powell mansion. Your eldest brother broadcasted a zero-tolerance notice to every elite family-nobody meddles in his internal discipline, or they face an absolute corporate feud.

“Everyone in our elite circle values their prestige, so nobody is willing to launch a suicide mission agains Adrian Powell.

“But a private street wager operates on a completely different frequency.

“This doesn’t log as corporate financial aid; you’re simply earning the cash via raw operational skill.

“What do you think? Ready to clear the grid?”

The cosmetic-wearing ringleader was Zachary Harrison, the third son of the elite Harrison dynasty in Caporia, an absolute slacker who spent his entire life chasing thrill and indulgence.

He held an active grudge against Isaac from a previous high-stakes altercation over a premium VIP loung booking.

Within their billionaire networks, trust-fund heirs were constantly swarmed by sycophants.

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