The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 212

A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body

Chapter 212 A Warm Dinner

“Mom already made dinner for tonight–it’s your favorite, chicken soup.

“You said you really liked her chicken soup before, right?

Finished

“She went out of her way to make it today. She said she wanted to celebrate with you–to congratulate you. on finishing your exams.”

Eugene’s tone was warm.

Margaret actually had no idea how Isabella had done on her tests.

She’d just been thinking about Isabella’s first day of exams, worried she might be nervous or anxious about her results. So she decided to cook something nice to help take her mind off things and let her unwind.

Isabella’s expression softened..

Thinking of Margaret, a slight smile touched her lips. “That’s really thoughtful of her.

“Ever since I moved in near the Carters, Margaret’s been cooking nonstop. She’s gotten so much better.”

The warmth in Isabella’s eyes was unmistakable as she spoke.

The Carters were the greatest source of kindness she’d found in this world.

After everything she’d been through, all the disappointment and bitterness she’d felt because of the Powells had been completely outweighed by the Carters‘ kindness.

Otherwise, Isabella wasn’t sure h

jaded she might have become toward this world.

Back in her old life, no one would have dared to treat her the way the Powells did–with such careless neglect and open disregard.

People had been afraid of her then. They wouldn’t have dreamed of mistreating her so openly.

When she said that, Eugene let out a soft laugh. “Yeah, we have you to thank for that.”

Then, dropping his usual composed demeanor for a moment, he gave her a playful wink. “You have no idea what Brett and I went through before Mom improved.

razy lately.

ould literally go pale just hearing Mom was cooking.”

g so much and inspire her to keep getting better

she wasn’t exactly great either.

Were used to meals prepared by their housekeeper. Eugene had studied abroad and had

me rough patches, so he wasn’t picky

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Chapter 212 A Warm Dinner

Brett, on the other hand–he was hopeless.

Every time he had to eat one of Margaret’s homemade meals, he’d make a face but still force out a compliment.

Margaret saw right through him and would playfully tug his ear.

So whenever Margaret oked, it was a special kind of ordeal for Brett.

But because Isabell really did improv

And those tw

Isabella sm

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ely enjoyed her food, Margaret started cooking more often–and gradually, she

ys, even Brett and Arthur would compliment her cooking.

toughest critics before.

idn’t comment.

Margaret’s cooking was just fine.

eaten much rougher meals in her past life. At least Margaret’s dishes were homemade

out her old self–back then, if she didn’t have her team around during missions, she’d g whatever she caught almost raw. The most she could manage was roasting meat over a usually turned out charred.

isn’t one to be picky about food.

namon incident with the Powells–she’d only made a point of it because remembering how the original Isabella still made her angry.

he came from a small town?

make her less worthy of being part of the Powell family?

joke. Who even wanted to be part of that family anyway?

et, humorless laugh escaped her before she turned to Eugene. “Alright, let’s go.”

glanced toward Noah and waved. “I’m heading out. You should get going too.

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