The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114 Technical Overload

If all else failed, he would drag his big brother along to beg Isabella in person.

She couldn’t just bail on him the exact second his grades started tracking upward.

Did Ethan want him to fail out of high school or what?

Noah felt a deep wave of frustration, causing his voice to carry a sharp, aggressive edge.

If anyone listened closely, they could catch a distinct trace of a wounded child whining underneath the bite.

Isabella was a total ungrateful brat.

Throwing him to the curb the second she secured a bigger fish.

Who was the guy standing shoulder-to-shoulder with her from day one?

Who thrashed Hannah to clear her name?

Dammit!

Girls really were absolute monsters; not a single one could be trusted.

Noah’s chest heaved as he threw a silent tantrum.

Isabella found the entire display completely hilarious.

She offered a calm correction, “The ‘no refunds’ rule applies to the retail vendor, smart guy, not the student hiring a tutor.”

Noah’s face twisted into pure, wounded frustration at her technicality.

“Aha! Isabella, you really are plotting to run away from our contract!”

Gritting his teeth hard, he barked, “I don’t give a d*mn! You cashed my checks, so you gotta see this through to the absolute end!

“Otherwise…

“Otherwise what?” Isabella crossed her arms, looking at him with total amusement, highly curious as to what kind of threat he would construct.

Right now, Noah looked equal parts heartbroken, frantic, slightly adorable, and completely full of hot air.

He bore zero resemblance to the vicious, bloodthirsty killer who had just dismantled Hannah a second ago.

“I… I’m gonna launch a full harassment campaign against Brett! I’ll torpedo his grades too!”

After racking his brain for a solid minute, Noah delivered his ultimate tactical threat.

“If you walk out on my sessions, I’ll ensure his report card looks exactly as trashy as mine.”

He gritted his teeth, thinking that since he couldn’t follow a single word the teacher said anyway, he would spend every class sabotaging Brett.

Let’s see how Isabella handles that!

The Carters doted on her like crazy, so there was zero shot she would let their youngest heir fail out.

Dammit…

Isabella, you ungrateful brat!

I went completely out of my way for you too!

Noah felt a toxic mix of fury and heartbreak, his fist twitching to slam down onto the desk again.

He glanced around the classroom, only to realize the solitary empty desk had already been reduced to a pile of splinters by his earlier blast.

If he broke another one, the administration would kick him off campus for the day.

Reaching that conclusion, he reluctantly pulled his hand back.

With a frustrated grunt, he slammed his face down onto his forearms.

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