The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 153

Noah’s injuries were healing quicker than expected.

He muttered something under his breath before gathering the items he’d tossed onto the table and shoving them back into Isabella’s hands. “Here,” he said, his tone gruff. “Key card for the Cloudcrest Residences. You can stay there.

“I’ve already transferred the title. You just need to sign the paperwork. If your brother has an issue wi tell him to take it up with me.

“Since when do I need his permission to give someone a gift? Who does he think he is, anyway?”

Noah couldn’t care less about the rumors Adrian had been spreading in their social circles.

What did any of that have to do with him?

He’d give away whatever he wanted–Adrian had no say in the matter.

The guy wanted to control everything down to the last detail–might as well try to control when peopl took a bathroom break.

If Adrian dared to show his face, Noah would just shut him/down again.

Yeah, right.

He cracked his knuckles absently.

Isabella handed the key card back to him.

Cloudcrest Residences was undeniably upscale–one of the most exclusive addresses in Caporia.

It wasn’t exactly the kind of gated estate or private mansion that old–money families kept off–market, bu it was still a highly coveted residential community.

ney.

Noah had likely bought his unit with his own trust fund money, and he’d definitely pulled some strings through his family’s connections to get it.

Otherwise, regular buyers wouldn’t stand a chance securing a place there.

When Isabella returned the card, Noah’s expression immediately darkened.

“What?” he said, his voice turning sharp and defensive. “Not good enough for you?”

He put on that tough, overbearing act of his, worried she was turning him down because of Adrian.

It was just a condo–what was the big deal?

If Isabella wanted something else, he could easily get his hands on one of Ethan’s properties.

He remembered Ethan kept a place over at Evergreen Manor–great security, prime location, the kind of spot Ethan used whenever he needed to lay low for a while.

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Chapter 153 The Key to Cloudcrest

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If it came down to it, Noah would just claim that one for her.

That neighborhood required serious military or government clearance to get into, since it was mostly high–ranking officials living there.

Hearing Noah’s tone, Isabella couldn’t help but smile faintly.

“No, that’s not it,” she explained.

“I already have somewhere to stay.”

“Where?” Noah frowned.

He’d done his homework–Isabella and Isaac had both been kicket out of their family home.

As far as he knew, they were crashing in some average apartment downtown.

And that brother of hers was pretty much a deadbeat–after all these years, all he’d managed to get was some cramped little place?

He was supposed to be the son of the Powell family–how could he be so pathetic?

Making Isabella rough it out with him like that.

The thought irritated Noah, and his mood soured further.

He figured she was turning down his offer because of that run–down apartment she was stuck in.

Hmph.

His place had people fighting over it every day.

Silly girl–didn’t even know what was good for her.

He stewed quietly, but in the end, he couldn’t hold back.

“That apartment’s way too small,” he blurted out. “Can’t you just stay here? Adrian can’touch you if you’re with me. I don’t give a damn about him.”

Noah trailed off, sounding almost sulky.

So annoying. Seriously. If it were anyone else treating Isabella like this, he would’ve already taught them a lesson. Damn it.

But Adrian was the head of Powell Group now, which meant Noah couldn’t exactly lay a hand on him–no without causing serious fallout.

Isabella smiled gently as he spoke. “Really, it’s not like that. I’m staying at Crestview Heights. Don’t worry- I’m not squeezed into some tiny place.”

She added, “I’ll have you come help when I move in. I’m not lying to you.”

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