Fake Heiress Reborn Drops Masks Finds Family (Noelle and Sebastian) novel Chapter 501

0 A Night of Punishment

This time, she really passed out from anger.

Chapter 501 Playing with Fire

Chapter 501 Playing with Fire

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After putting them through it a few more times, so much that some of the servants were on the verge of tears, Noelle finally let them go.

After all, they were just staff. There were other people she really wanted to mess with.

After breakfast, Noelle stepped out of the dining room.

The sun was bright. It spread warm light across the yard.

A line of bodyguards in black suits stood outside.

They were Jasper’s bodyguards. Big, tough guys with weapons at their waists. Usually, they looked sharp and intimidating, like they owned the place.

But the moment they saw Noelle walk out, they all took a small step back.

Noelle glanced at them.

“You. Come here.”

The bodyguards looked at each other. No one moved.

Noelle raised a brow. “What, you don’t understand English?”

One of them, the leader, forced himself to step forward.

He was tall and broad, with a scar across his face. He looked fierce–but standing in front of Noelle, he suddenly seemed awkward, like a kid called to the front of the class.

“M–Ms. Kain… what do you need?”

Noelle looked him up

and down.

“What’s your name?”

“G–Gunner.”

“Gunner,” Noelle nodded. “Take a few men and pull the weeds in the yard.”

Gunner froze.

He thought he heard wrong.

“P–pull… weeds?”

“Yeah” Noelle pointed at the lawn. “One by one. Use your hands. I’ll check when you’re done,”

Gunner’s face went pale.

They were bodyguards.

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Armed bodyguards who had killed people for real.

And now they were supposed to pull weeds?

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He opened his mouth, wanting to argue. But Noelle just looked at him, calm and quiet in a way that made his skin crawl.

“Problem?”

Gunner swallowed. “N–no problem.”

Ten minutes later, several large men were crouched on the lawn, pulling weeds one by one, their backsides sticking up in the air.

The scene was almost ridiculous.

The guards standing nearby wanted to laugh, but didn’t dare. Their faces turned red from holding it in.

Noelle walked over and stopped in front of them.

“What are you laughing at?”

Their smiles froze instantly.

“If you have nothing better to do,” Noelle said, “run twenty laps around the house.”

The guards clamped their lips.

“What are you waiting for? Go.”

They had no choice but to start running.

Noelle stood there, watching them.

By the time they finished twenty laps, every one of them was gasping for air, soaked in sweat, leaning against the wall just to stay upright.

“Twenty laps isn’t enough,” Noelle said calmly. “Add ten more.”

They looked like they wanted to die.

Gunner, still crouched on the ground pulling weeds, glanced at them and suddenly felt a little better.

Pulling weeds didn’t seem so bad anymore.

At noon, Jasper came back.

He pushed the door open and froze at what he saw.

In the yard, several guards were crouched down, pulling weeds, while one guy nearby counted, “One… two…. three…”

By the wall, a few guards were still running laps, stumbling as they went, completely out of rhythm.

Inside the house, the chef had red eyes as he carried out dishes. The servants walked on tiptoe, afraid to make even the smallesh/4

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sound.

And Noelle sat on the couch, legs crossed, eating fruit, watching everything.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow over her.

She wore simple lounge clothes, her hair loose around her shoulders. She looked relaxed, almost lazy–like a rich girl with nothing

to do.

But Jasper knew better. There was something hidden behind her eyes.

She saw him and even smiled.

That smile sent a chill down his spine.

“You’re back?” she said, as if greeting an old friend. “Your men aren’t in great shape. They’re out of breath after just a few laps. How are they supposed to protect you?”

Jasper stood at the door, looking at the mess in the yard. He stayed silent for a few seconds.

Then he asked, “Satisfied?”

Noelle tilted her head. “With what?”

“Putting them through this,” Jasper said. “Are you satisfied?”

Noelle smiled.

There was a hint of amusement in it. A hint of mockery. And something else, harder to name.

“It’s okay,” she said. “We’ll keep playing this afternoon.”

Jasper nodded. “Alright.”

He said nothing more and turned to go upstairs.

Noelle watched his back disappear around the corner of the stairs and let out a soft, cold laugh.

Still holding it together, huh?

Fine. Then let’s keep playing.

Three hundred feet outside the villa, up in a large tree, Primo and Duo sat on a branch, each holding a pair of binoculars. They looked like two clueless squirrels.

“Whoa, whoa!” Duo got so excited he almost fell out of the tree. He grabbed a branch and pressed the binoculars to his face. “Primo, look! That scarface guy–he’s STILL pulling weeds! I’m dying, this is too funny!”

Primo didn’t say anything, but his hand holding the binoculars shook slightly. He was trying not to laugh.

“Look at him! That posture–bent over, pulling weeds one by one!” Duo was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. “I know that guy! His name’s Gunner. Jasper’s top fighter. They say he can take down eight guys by himself. Now, he’s out there pulling weeds!”

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Even so, Jasper had someone throw water on her to wake her up. Then they dragged her to stand outside Noelle’s room.

He had no choice. Noelle had gone a little too far lately. He was worried she might do something even worse.

So Viola stood there all night.

Her face was still swollen. The burns hadn’t healed. Her hair had been chopped into a mess. She looked like a refugee who had just crawled out of a disaster zone.

The night was cold. Her lips turned purple from the chill. Her knees hurt so badly they went numb. She tried to pass out several times. Each time, the guards splashed water on her to wake her up.

“Don’t pass out,” one guard said. He actually felt a little sorry for her, but he couldn’t help. “Ms. Kain said you have to stay awake. If

you

don’t, who knows what she’ll do tomorrow.”

Viola had no words.

Fine. I’ll do it!

So she kept standing outside the door. From late night to dawn. From dawn until the sky grew bright.

Inside the room, Noelle slept peacefully.

She really did sleep well.

She had figured things out.

What was the point of torturing herself over the past few days? It didn’t help anything.

Sebastian wasn’t going to come back. Those people weren’t going to show up by themselves.

She needed to get stronger. She needed energy to find him. She needed strength to deal with them.

So starting today, she would eat well, sleep well, and recover.

Then she would make the others pay.

She slept through the night without a single dream. When she woke up, she felt refreshed.

Sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains and stretched across the floor.

Noelle lay in bed and stretched. She felt better than she had in days.

Tsk.

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She had a lot to do today.

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Yesterday, she dealt with Viola. Who should she deal with today?

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She sat up, a faint smile on her face–a smile that made it feel like she wanted to take everyone down with her. At that moment, everyone in the villa felt a chill run down their spine.

Noelle got ready and walked out of her room. There was something lying on the floor in her way. She glanced down.

Viola was still there, but she had passed out.

Her body was slumped on the ground. Her face was pale. Her lips were blue. The burned skin was red and swollen. She looked miserable.

But no one dared to help her.

Wow. That’s pretty pitiful.

Noelle looked away without any emotion and stepped right over her.

In the living room, the staff were busy working.

The moment they saw Noelle come downstairs, everyone stiffened.

In the past two days, her reputation had spread through the entire villa.

They had all heard what happened to Viola–how she was burned and forced to stand all night.

Now, seeing Noelle felt like seeing a walking disaster.

No one spoke. No one dared to look up.

Noelle glanced around the room and spoke slowly.

“Where’s breakfast?”

A servant hurried forward, her voice shaking. “Ms. Kain, breakfast is ready in the dining room.”

Noelle didn’t reply. She walked straight to the dining room.

The table was full. A mix of all sorts of comfort foods. There were over a dozen dishes.