A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 51

A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body

Chapter 51 The Hidden Master

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As Noah spoke, Isabella’s face remained entirely serene, as if he were gossiping about a total stranger.

“The Powells need a graceful, highly cultured young lady to boost their social standing–someone gorgeous, talented, fluent in the arts, well–mannered, and perfectly house–broken.

“They certainly don’t want a dirty–faced biological daughter who crawled out of some backwater swamp.”

Hearing her breakdown, Noah burst out into a sudden, roaring laugh. “Man, the way you spin it makes you sound like an elite escort advertising her resume.”

“Pfft, the top tier at a high–end club basically works under those exact parameters.”

He clicked his tongue, adding, “Those people are completely

Isabella shot him a fleeting glance.

“If you know they’re blind, why are you still fishing for answers?”

What did the Powell family have to do with her anyway?

Isabella didn’t give a single crap about them.

“Alright, point taken.”

Noah grunted, dropping the family drama entirely before pressing on, “So who exactly taught you those comba combat skills?

“There’s zero chance you’re untrained.

“Otherwise, how the hell do you know field medicine?”

Isabella gave him an indifferent look. “Oh, that? I ran into a random old guy one day and picked it up.”

Noah stared back, totally speechless.

He let out a dry, sarcastic chuckle. “Isabella, do I look like a toddler to you?”

What kind of mythical old man?

What, do you think you’re starring in a cheesy web novel with a magical spirit grandpa living in a ring?

“Then what do you want to hear?”

Isabella stared at him, thoroughly amused. “If I tell you I’m a self–made prodigy, you’re just gonna write it off anyway.”

“It’s not like the wilderness is crawling with legendary hidden masters!”

“Just assume I’m a natural–born freak of nature.”

Isabella couldn’t be bothered to explain the truth to Noah.

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Chapter 51 The Hidden Master

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Besides, she couldn’t understand why he was so desperately digging for a straight answer.

What? Does he want to drop to his knees and beg me to take him on as a disciple?

What century is he living in anyway?

Hidden masters don’t just grow on trees.

Noah rolled his eyes, letting out a sharp sigh.

Actually, her logic made perfect sense.

D*mmit.

He muttered irritably, “I’m just naturally curious, alright?”

After all, Isabella’s official file stated she was just a helpless girl who got snatched away and stranded in the mountains before the Powells tracked her down.

But looking at her now, where was the slightest trace of a feral, uneducated country brat?

What a total joke.

Since when were backwoods hillbillies this incredibly bad*ss?

On top of that, Isabella constantly radiated a subtle, lethal edge.

It was a terrifying presence Noah had only ever detected on a select few elite operatives surrounding his older brother.

Those individuals were exceptionally rare.

And the vibe Isabella gave off felt infinitely more dangerous.

Noah was honestly starting to wonder if that mysterious white–bearded grandpa story was real…

Watching Noah slump over in total defeat, Isabella figured she had finally shut him up enough to guarantee a peaceful nap in class.

The

guy had been buzzing around her non–stop, digging into the source of her capabilities.

Isabella was completely done wasting her breath on him.

A quiet stillness settled over the afternoon.

The two of them strolled casually down the shaded walkway, tossing idle remarks back and forth at a leisurely pace.

But to anyone watching from the sidelines, the spectacle was nothing short of mind–blowing.

“Am I hallucinating? Is Noah actually taking a romantic stroll with someone?”

“Who the hell is that girl? Holy crap, she’s a total legend!”

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An onlooker murmured in sheer disbelief, nudging his buddy’s arm.

Brett Carter scowled in deep annoyance, barking, “What’s your problem?”

His friend pointed eagerly toward the path ahead. “Look! Noah is walking down the trail with a girl.

“D*mn, that chick must have some insane moves.

“Everyone knows Noah treats girls like a total biohazard.”

Watching Brett’s face change, his buddy called out in surprise, “Whoa, Brett! Where the h* are you going?!”

Brett sprinted straight over to Isabella, his face lighting up with excitement. “Isabella! There you are!”

“What’s up, Noah!”

He greeted them with a bright, boisterous laugh.

Noah rarely lost his temper without a good reason.

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He just couldn’t stand random parasites interrupting his personal space.

Seeing that Brett clearly knew Isabella, he raised a lazy eyebrow and asked, “You two are acquainted?”

The Carters and the Powells were both elite dynasties residing within the exact same luxury estate district.

“Yeah, we crossed paths a bit ago.

“Isabella was stranded without a ride, so my brother and I gave her a lift,”

Brett grinned. “My brother figured she’d be enrolling at Westbrook, and turns out he was dead–on.

“Man, your name was all over the halls yesterday.

“Word is you completely disintegrated a solid metal railing at the volleyball courts!

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