The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16 Breakfast Confrontation

“Tsk.”

Whatever. Making some money was still making money.

It was basically free cash anyway.

Thinking this, Isabella fell asleep with a smile on her face.

She slept soundly through the night.

Early the next morning, Isabella woke up to the sound of knocking at her door.

“Who is it?”

Isabella’s expression was indifferent, her voice still lazy.

She was still curled up under the covers, not really wanting to get up yet.

After all, in the twenty–fourth century, days this relaxed and carefree were way too rare.

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As she spoke in that lazy voice, a servant’s cautious voice came from outside the door, reminding her it was time to get up.

“Ms. Powell, Mr. Powell asked me to let you know breakfast is ready. You’re supposed to head out to Westbrook Academy this morning.”

Westbrook Academy?

Isabella’s brow furrowed slightly, and then a memory surfaced in her mind.

It seemed Daniel and the others had mentioned before that they planned to enroll the original host in Westbrook Academy.

And that was the same school Hannah went to.

Or rather, it was the school where the top wealthy families in Caporia sent their kids.

Most of the children from the most prominent families studied there.

Later, whether they went abroad for further studies or did something else, they’d go on to other top universities.

Basically, it was like a stepping stone for the elite.

The students there were either rich or well–connected, and some were the most privileged of the privileged.

When the original host was brought back from the countryside, Daniel and the others had repeatedly warned her to learn proper manners and, once she got to Westbrook Academy, to never act out or casually let anyone know she hadn’t been educated.

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Chapter 16–Breakfast Confrontation

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That was right–the Powell family was terrified she’d expose the fact that she was uneducated and had been trafficked.

From the day the original host was brought back, she’d been looked down on.

“Don’t worry. I won’t let you suffer those grievances for nothing.”

Isabella’s expression stayed calm, like a promise or a quiet thought spoken to herself.

Then, she responded in a low voice, “Got it.”

As soon as she spoke, the servant left.

Isabella finished getting dressed and washed up, threw on a black shirt with a hoodie and jeans, and headed out.

When she ran into Isaac in the hallway, he frowned slightly and said, “You’re going out dressed like that? What kind of look is that supposed to be? Hey! Isabella!”

Isabella ignored him completely and walked straight down the stairs.

Isaac was furious.

Downstairs, Daniel and Hannah were already seated at the dining table.

Seeing Isabella come down, Hannah glanced at her timidly, lowered her head, and said in a faint voice, “Isabella.”

Her eyes were red, and there was still some puffiness around them–clearly, she’d been crying for a long time the day before.

Isabella gave her a sidelong glance, not indulging her in the slightest.

“If something’s wrong with your eyes, go see a doctor.

“You got pink eye or something?

“And don’t call me in that tone.

“People would think I just did something to you.”

She paused there, then said flatly to the servant preparing her breakfast, “Take the salmon grits away.”

“I don’t like cinnamon.”

As Isabella spoke, Hannah was already biting her lip hard and said softly, “Isabella, you used to eat it just fine before.

“Dad had that salmon grits specially made for you.

“You… Are you saying that because you don’t like how Dad and Isaac spoil me?

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Chapter 16–Breakfast Confrontation

“Isabella, I know…”

Her voice caught with a sob.

Before she could finish, Isabella leisurely cut her off.

She took a bite of a breakfast bun and sand casually, “Why are you so dramatic?

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