The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 201

13:21 Thu, Aug 13

A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body

Chapter 201 The Accusation Unfolds

A roar erupted from the classroom, loud enough to make the walls seem to shake.

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Students in nearby rooms heard the commotion and glanced at each other, confused about what could have sparked such an uproar.

Across the hallway, Isabella caught the noise. She lifted her chin slightly, a faint, knowing smirk touching her lips. Right on time.

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Noah was still in the dark when the proctors escorted him out of the exam room.

Frowning, he shot a look toward the approaching faculty, then leaned closer to Isabella. “What’s going on? Why’re they pulling us out like this?”

It never once crossed his mind that someone might have reported him for cheating.

After all, he and Isabella had been studying together for weeks-there was plenty of proof of that.

Sure, Isabella had a knack for predicting what might show up on tests, but most of their sessions had been spent drilling fundamentals and patching the gaps in his understanding.

Like Hannah had pointed out earlier, with Noah’s old track record, even if someone handed him the midterm answers in advance, he’d still have to memorize every single one to pull off a high score.

But that wasn’t what Isabella’s tutoring was about.

This time, Noah had walked into that exam and tackled it completely on his own merit.

Lost in his own thoughts, he’d actually been feeling pretty proud of how well he’d done.

The idea that anyone would accuse him of cheating hadn’t even entered the picture.

He’d earned that grade fair and square-what did cheating have to do with any of it?

No way did he cheat.

He’d worked through each problem carefully, never once looking up or around.

Who would even file a report like that? Seriously, how low could someone go?

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Chapter 201 The Accusation Unfolds

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Meanwhile, Austin got the call from the Disciplinary Office and rushed over, his forehead already damp with sweat.

At a place like Westbrook Academy, a test leak was no small matter.

The student body was made up of kids from influential, affluent families. If word got out that exam materials had been shared unfairly, it wouldn’t just be about grades-it’d be about respect, status, and the unspoken rules everyone lived by.

Scholarship students or not, people would be furious.

A scandal like this could blow up in their faces, tarnish the school’s elite reputation, and make parents question why they were paying top dollar just to have their kids used as stepping stones for someone else’s advantage.

Once that kind of distrust spread, everything they’d built could come crashing down.

Austin burst into the conference room with the committee on his heels. “Pull up all the surveillance footage-now,” he ordered, voice tense.

“Every exam room camera, the hallways, and my office recordings too.

“And I want the full logs from the exam-creation software-every login, every edit, every access during the midterm assembly period. Get everything.”

Westbrook wasn’t any average public school. Teachers designed tests using a secure platform tied to an adaptive learning system, which generated questions based on student performance data and curriculum standards.

Access was restricted to on-campus networks, and all activity was logged.

If someone had leaked the test, they’d either have to memorize it onsite or copy it digitally- either way, there’d be a trail.

And realistically, no single person could’ve reproduced the entire exam for every subject alone.

If there was a leak, the evidence would be there.

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