A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 144

A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body

Chapter 144 The True Master

Grabbing both secure cases to clear the area, Zachary scrambled forward with eager steps, pleading. “Isabella, let my crew manage your transport back to the unit!

“I mean, look at your second brother, he’s a total mess and can’t handle a steering wheel.

“The boy is completely blacked out, and with your tiny frame, you can’t possibly haul his weight alone.

“We’ll handle the physical lifting for you.”

Zachary offered, practically wagging his tail.

Holy crap, Isaac’s little sister was an absolute goldmine.

How on earth could she command this level of supreme talent?

Good lord.

Adrian Powell must be completely brain-dead to terminate the residency of an asset like her.

The man was an absolute fool.

Furthermore, rumor had reached Zachary that the Carter dynasty doted heavily on this young girl,

He had previously dismissed those intelligence briefs as pure high-society gossip.

Looking at the data now, “doted on” was an absolute understatement.

If he had a chance to secure a bond with a powerhouse like her, he would protect the relationship with his life.

Wow.

A literal track goddess.

Her handling was pure perfection.

Operating strictly as a trust-fund slacker, witnessing Isabella’s run left Zachary’s mind entirely blown.

His thoughts were packed with nothing but pure, unadulterated awe.

If he locked down a solid alliance with her, his social flexing material would be secured for the next

What?

She’s Isaac’s biological sister?

You gotta be kidding me.

He and Isaac were basically brothers by bond now.

Running the conversion metrics, Isabella was effectively his little sister too.

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Chapter 144 The True Master

Zachary scurried closer, his posture overflowing with eagerness to please.

The crowd of trust-fund heirs trailing behind him shared the exact same worshipful expectation.

This pack of pampered slackers lacked for nothing when it came to capital, meaning raw, authentic t was the solitary asset they truly revered.

Combined with Isabella’s cool, unapproachable aura, she aligned flawlessly with their ultimate bluepr an absolute icon.

A true master.

This was exactly how a hidden legend should carry herself.

Their faces burned with pure envy, thoroughly irritated that Isabella didn’t belong to their own family li

Scanning their overly eager, bizarrely smiling faces, Isabella felt a wave of absolute speechlessness.

“Fine.”

She glanced down at Isaac lying face-first on the grass.

It wasn’t like she lacked the physical capacity to haul his frame.

But the boy was completely drenched in filth and vomit.

Whatever, letting

Crew handle the dirty labor was a logical clioice.

The exact second she nodded confirmation, Zachary and his click swarmed forward with pure joy to hoist Isaac off the ground.

Even though the horrific stench coming off him nearly made them gag, they steeled their grips and refused to let go.

No way in hell were they dropping him; they had fought way too hard to secure this opening.

This was their absolute premium ticket to lock down an alliance with the track goddess.

Tailing right beside Isabella with eager steps, Zachary murmured, “Bella, are your energy levels running low?

“Let my hands shoulder the weight of these two currency cases for you.

“Rest assured, I harbor zero intent to skim from your pot; I guarantee every single dollar clears your doorstep intact.”

His eyes tracked the one million and twenty thousand dollars clutched in her hands.

Exactly, that destitute street racer Mad Dog had only managed a twenty-thousand-dollar stake.

If Zachary hadn’t been desperate to draft Isaac as a proxy driver to handle his feud, he never would h cleared a million-dollar pot.

Chapter 144 The True Master

Isabella gave a careless nod.

The capital metrics meant nothing to her, but since Isaac won the wager, she collected the receipts.

She transferred both secure cases to Zachary, who split the load with a lackey before escorting Isabel of the underground circuit with total deference.

The exact second her perimeter cleared the gates, the remaining racers finally snapped out of their tr trading stunned glances across the starting grid.

“Holy crap, talk about a deceptive profile.”

“The girl looks perfectly sweet and innocent, barely a teenager.”

“Yet her handling style is absolute devastation.”

“Fierce as hell.”

“Boss, you took a clean, undeniable loss this time.”

A member of the tuner syndicate dropped a heavy, solemn hand onto Mad Dog’s shoulder.

No kidding.

The way Isabella blazed down the descent in a blinding wall of smoke and sparks had completely paraly the entire crowd.

A minute ago, they were praising that rich boy Isaac for possessing unexpected grit.

Turns out the alpha behind the wheel was his little sister instead.

Holy sh*t.

She wraps herself in a sweet, innocent rabbit disguise, but the girl is an absolute apex predator.

The realization settled deeply into everyone’s minds.

Meanwhile, Isabella and Zachary’s crew arrived smoothly at Isaac’s private duplex.

Scanning the downscaled residential parameters, Zachary’s immediate reflex was offering to relocate Isabella and Isaac straight into his own premium penthouse.

He maintained multiple high-end estates across the city after all.

Wait.

The memory suddenly flashed through his tracking data-Isabella and Isaac had been evicted by Adrian Powell, who had broadcasted a zero-tolerance notice banning the circle from meddling in his domestic affairs.

Reaching that operational boundary, Zachary swallowed hard, forcing his open offer straight back down his throat.

A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body