Fake Heiress Reborn Drops Masks Finds Family (Noelle and Sebastian) novel Chapter 287

At the hospital, the entire medical team gathered to run a full–body evaluation on Angus.

He rested on the bed, his gaze steady and sharp, the fog completely gone from his eyes.

He turned toward the man standing quietly beside him, hands clasped with practiced discipline.

His voice came out hoarse, but the commanding edge had returned. “Adrian.”

“Yes, sir.” Adrian bowed his head instantly.

“Not a word of today gets out. Not to Mary. Not to Charlotte, either.”

His tone dropped. It grew low and cold. “Also, use our most private channels. I want everything on that girl. Noelle. From birth until now. Every detail. Don’t skip anything. Work fast. But keep it sealed.”

“Yes, sir.”

Adrian straightened. His chest tightened.

He had served the old man for decades. He had never seen him this exacting. Or this urgent.

Angus waved him off. Once Adrian left, Angus leaned against the headboard, watching the sky turn darker beyond the window. His fingers brushed his chest.

If Noelle really was his granddaughter…

Then that girl his family paraded as “Charlotte“…

His eyes narrowed into sharp, deadly lines.

With Mick’s full dance video out, Eleanor’s team broke the routine down with zero effort.

They moved right into costume selection.

The other departments had gorgeous options lined up. Their own group barely had the funds to scrape together anything halfway decent.

But Breaking Dawn needed more than just good moves. It demanded style. Sharp cuts. Real presence.

“Neil, grab a few guys and bring the packages in,” Noelle said, tapping lightly on the desk.

“Oh–got it!” Neil Homeson jumped up. He waved two other guys to follow him out. The rest of the room kept sighing over their costume situation.

Minutes later, the guys returned, arms full of oversized cardboard boxes. They looked puzzled. “Noelle, the shipping label has your name on it. But the sender? ‘Starlight Styling Studio‘? That place sounds crazy expensive.”

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Starlight Styling Studio?

A few of the students who kept up with celebrity news instantly froze.

That was one of the top styling houses for performers. They worked with world–famous stars.

No one could believe boxes from Starlight had landed here. And under Noelle’s name?

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Noelle didn’t even blink. She walked over, took out her keys, and sliced the tape with practiced ease. “Let’s open them.”

The boys rushed to tear them open. The second the tops peeled back, the room fell silent. Then the noise exploded.

Inside were crisp, folded outfits. They screamed stage–ready. They matched Breaking Dawn’s vibe perfectly–urban, powerful, high-

energy.

Each one was black, trimmed with silver, lined with metallic detail. The tailoring was flawless. The fabric caught the light with a slick, luxe sheen. Every size was included. Someone had accounted for the entire team.

Shoes were in there too. Even accessories.

“No way… these are from Starlight?!”

Eleanor reached for a jacket, her hands trembling as she touched the fabric. Her face lit up. “Noelle! What is this?!”

The rest of the group rushed in. Their eyes went wide.

Noelle grabbed one, checked the tag, and answered evenly. “A friend heard we needed gear. They helped out.”

A friend?

Just casually?

From that studio?

“This must’ve cost a fortune,” Eleanor muttered. “Noelle, seriously, how much was this? We’ll cover it.”

“It was a gift. You don’t have to pay.” Her voice stayed calm, matter–of–fact.

And she meant it. Starlight was owned by a company under Alliance 749. Just one phone call. That was all it took.

Eleanor paused but didn’t press it. These weren’t outfits money could buy anyway.

So this… this is what it felt like to have powerful friends?

Everyone rushed to try them on. Every piece fit perfectly. Like they had been measured by hand.

Once dressed, something changed. The vibe of Breaking Dawn settled in. They stood taller. Sharper. Stronger.

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