Fake Heiress Reborn Drops Masks Finds Family (Noelle and Sebastian) novel Chapter 209

Chapter 209 Throw a Punch

A bunch of senior officials were all rubbing their temples.

The guilt hit so bad they felt like they’d wake up in the middle of the night and smack themselves.

Mrs. Menzie must be really let down by us. Maybe even crushed!

Outside, Noelle’s expression stayed calm.

She wasn’t lying. If she truly wanted to expose Rachel, nobody could’ve talked her out of it.

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And on Sebastian’s end, he’d clearly chosen to let Rachel slide. Otherwise, did she really think her little schemes fooled anyone?

Noelle had heard the rest as well. Rachel’s father had died for IBI and earned huge credit over the years. Because of that, Noelle was willing to let Rachel off once.

But Rachel better remembered this. If it happened again, things wouldn’t end so lightly.

…

At 8:00 p.m., the training ground.

Elliot and Eden showed up right on schedule.

Elliot wore a neat black training uniform, standing straight in the middle of the open field. Moonlight traced his sharp profile, his eyes steady and calm.

Eden came along just to hang out. He had zero talent for combat and no desire to join the main unit, so he was perfectly fine being a couch potato.

He sat off to the side, watching Elliot and Noelle closely.

“Throw a punch. Let me see it.”

Noelle’s voice rang clean across the empty ground.

She stood three steps in front of Elliot, arms relaxed, eyes sharp and focused. The usually easygoing girl looked serious.

Elliot drew a breath and fired a right punch.

The strike was clean and strong, slicing through the air with a sharp whoosh.

“Stop.”

Noelle had already moved to his side, one hand lightly holding his elbow mid–swing.

“You’re using your power in the wrong way.”

She tapped a few spots on his arm. “Here, here, and here. Your muscles are way too tight.”

Elliot blinked.

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Chapter 209 Throw a Punch

That punch had always been praised during training. No one had ever pointed out a problem.

“Not convinced?” Noelle lifted an eyebrow and released him. “Try again. Full power.”

This time, Elliot went all in. He threw his whole body into the punch and surged forward.

Right before it hit full speed, Noelle pressed her hand lightly against his scapula.

His arm went numb instantly. Half his strength vanished.

“Feel that?” Noelle pulled back her hand. “Your power breaks right here.”

Under the moonlight, sweat beaded on Elliot’s forehead.

How could this happen?

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“You lack technique. Your strength and stamina are solid,” Noelle said as she circled him, eyes catching every detail. “But you’re using them in the wrong spots.

“Watch closely.”

She moved.

She wasn’t fast. Elliot could clearly see how her strength traveled. Her toes dug into the ground, knees bent, and hips twisted, then the force flowed up her arm and snapped out through her fist.

Everything connected smoothly, with no wasted motion.

With a dull thump, the sandbag at the edge of the field split open. Fine sand poured out slowly.

Elliot and Eden both sucked in a breath.

That punch was far stronger than Elliot’s earlier ones, yet Noelle looked completely effortless.

“Holy crap…” Eden muttered, eyes wide, thinking she was insanely cool.

“This isn’t about brute force.” Noelle shook out her hand. “It’s about efficiency. You waste 70% of your force. I keep 70% and turn it into 120%.”

“Mrs. Menzie! Please teach me!” Elliot bowed deeply, totally sincere.

After that, training got intense.

Noelle stopped just explaining and started correcting everything herself, fixing him from the ground up. She adjusted his stance first, then broke down his bad habits bit by bit.

“Turn your feet out five more degrees.

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