The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194 Last-Minute Drills

Noah was on the verge of breaking down.

He felt like banging his head against the floor.

This is insane!

Isabella had turned into a total drill sergeant.

What kind of torture was this-handing him ten practice sheets, all at the same difficulty as yesterday’s?

Was she trying to kill him before tomorrow morning?

“Quit complaining. Finish these, and I guarantee you’ll land in the top hundred at school.”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to prove everyone wrong?”

“I keep my promises.”

“Now start writing.”

“I’m staying right here with you.”

Isabella’s expression didn’t waver.

She’d spent days analyzing Westbrook Academy’s exam patterns-what kinds of questions they favored, what topics they always covered, even the style of problems they reused.

If Noah pushed through these sheets tonight and reinforced everything, he’d absolutely blow the midterms out of the water.

“Come on, trust yourself.”

She passed him a pen.

“Stay focused. If your mistake rate goes over thirty percent, I’m adding another sheet.”

“You’re a monster!” Noah groaned.

He wasn’t even sure he could get thirty percent right, and here she was telling him he couldn’t get more than thirty wrong?

Give me a break!

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Did she really have that much faith in him?

He didn’t want that kind of pressure!

But even as he was screaming inside, Noah obediently picked up the pen, eyes already stinging with frustrated tears.

Then he noticed something-the problems actually felt… a bit easier than last night’s?

Frowning slightly, he kept writing, suspicions growing with each question.

Isabella watched him calmly as he worked through the practice sheets.

This wasn’t just mindless repetition-she was guiding him to improve.

Without realizing it, Noah was absorbing the material, growing more familiar with each type of problem.

By the second time he encountered a similar question, he was already getting the hang of it.

By the third, he’d mastered it.

While thinking this, Isabella glanced coolly up at the surveillance camera mounted in the center of the room, aimed directly at their workspace.

Ethan had installed it to make sure Noah wouldn’t slack off on his homework.

Right now, it served another purpose.

She met the lens with a brief, indifferent look, said nothing, and turned back to assigning Noah more problems.

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Meanwhile, across town, Hannah bit her lip, heart racing with a mix of shock and spiteful delight.

She could hardly contain the gleeful smile spreading across her face.

She hadn’t been mistaken earlier-that test paper was Noah’s.

The handwriting was unmistakably his.

sixty-seven points? How was that even possible?

sted Hannah’s features.

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He must have drilled on that same test over and over until he memorized the answers.

What a pathetic slacker-that was the best he could do.

Finished

If she had sat for that exam, she would’ve easily pulled a B.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she grew.

She’d finally figured out how to get back at both Isabella and Noah.

This time, she wouldn’t just target Isabella-she’d drag Noah down with her.

ayback for that slap he’d given her.

Remembering the sting of his hand against her cheek, Hannah’s eyes burned with bitter hatred.

She quickly dialed Jacob. “Jab, forget what I said earlier. I’ve got a better plan.”

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