The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144 The True Master

Grabbing both secure cases to clear the area, Zachary scrambled forward with eager steps, pleading. “Isabella, let my crew manage your transport back to the unit!

“I mean, look at your second brother, he’s a total mess and can’t handle a steering wheel.

“The boy is completely blacked out, and with your tiny frame, you can’t possibly haul his weight alone.

“We’ll handle the physical lifting for you.”

Zachary offered, practically wagging his tail.

Holy crap, Isaac’s little sister was an absolute goldmine.

How on earth could she command this level of supreme talent?

Good lord.

Adrian Powell must be completely brain-dead to terminate the residency of an asset like her.

The man was an absolute fool.

Furthermore, rumor had reached Zachary that the Carter dynasty doted heavily on this young girl,

He had previously dismissed those intelligence briefs as pure high-society gossip.

Looking at the data now, “doted on” was an absolute understatement.

If he had a chance to secure a bond with a powerhouse like her, he would protect the relationship with his life.

Wow.

A literal track goddess.

Her handling was pure perfection.

Operating strictly as a trust-fund slacker, witnessing Isabella’s run left Zachary’s mind entirely blown.

His thoughts were packed with nothing but pure, unadulterated awe.

If he locked down a solid alliance with her, his social flexing material would be secured for the next

What?

She’s Isaac’s biological sister?

You gotta be kidding me.

He and Isaac were basically brothers by bond now.

Running the conversion metrics, Isabella was effectively his little sister too.

Zachary scurried closer, his posture overflowing with eagerness to please.

The crowd of trust-fund heirs trailing behind him shared the exact same worshipful expectation.

This pack of pampered slackers lacked for nothing when it came to capital, meaning raw, authentic t was the solitary asset they truly revered.

Combined with Isabella’s cool, unapproachable aura, she aligned flawlessly with their ultimate bluepr an absolute icon.

A true master.

This was exactly how a hidden legend should carry herself.

Their faces burned with pure envy, thoroughly irritated that Isabella didn’t belong to their own family li

Scanning their overly eager, bizarrely smiling faces, Isabella felt a wave of absolute speechlessness.

“Fine.”

She glanced down at Isaac lying face-first on the grass.

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