The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 214

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Chapter 214 The Carters‘ Tense Dinner

At that moment, a small group was gathered in the living room of the Carter residence.

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A middle–aged man with a congenial expression waved casually at Eugene and remarked with a chuck “Well, well–look who decided to join us! Better lucky than punctual, huh?

“Eugene, I actually caught you at home for once, Mr. Always–Busy.

“Seems like today’s my lucky day–I get to stay for dinner.

“That’s Margaret handling the cooking, right?”

“Now that’s something you don’t get every day.”

The man had a rounded, pleasant face and a booming laugh, giving off an approachable, jovial vibe.

But behind his warm demeanor was a sharp, calculating gaze that scanned the room with unmistakable ambition.

He offered Isabella a slight, polite smile and inquired, “And who might this young lady be?”

Before she could respond, Margaret quickly cut in, “Oh, she’s a lovely girl I’ve grown quite fond of recent She actually lives in the gated community nearby as well.

“I’ve taken a real liking to her, so I invited her over today.

“I had Eugene go pick her up.”

Margaret shot Eugene and the others a subtle, meaningful glance.

She didn’t want them revealing Isabella’s background just yet.

Fier intention was to prevent anyone in the room from looking down on Isabella because of her family situation.

Even though Isabella was a Powell by name, she’d grown up outside the city and wasn’t exactly favored within the family.

Margaret didn’t want the Powells‘ complicated dynamics to cast a shadow over Isabella or lead anyone to

eith less respect.

ial circles, people often made judgments based on lineage and status.

Margaret genuinely cared about—she’d even thought of taking her under her wing as course she would do everything she could to shield her.

d man replied lightly.

abella, offered no further comment, though a faint trace of disregard flickered in his

no notable fanuly connections, even if she lived nearby in one of the estates–she hardly

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Chapter 214 The Carters‘ Tense Dinner

mattered in his view.

His sister–in–law had always been too soft–hearted, too generous with her affections.

Here she was, the lady of one of the most prominent households, yet still so naïve and trusting.

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He’d noticed Isabella and Eugene walking in together earlier, chatting and laughing easily, and had assume f the well–off families in the neighborhood–someone of comparable standing, at th

she belonged t

very least.

But since

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n’t offered a proper introduction, it likely meant her background wasn’t worth she was just some minor relative or even an illegitimate child from a lesser–known

ats to himself, he greeted Isabella amiably enough. “Hello there.

Brett’s age–are you two in the same class?”

ce toward Brett.

la had pieced together who he was.

le on his father’s side?

man she’d seen earlier through her laptop’s camera?

her composure and returned a polite, measured smile. “Nice to meet you. I’m Isabella.”

e was even, and she volunteered nothing further about her family.

nderstood what Margaret was trying to do–to keep others from underestimating her.

Isabella’s own reason for not elaborating was simpler: she no longer wished to be defined by the Powell

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eing a Powell meant little to her now.

When she spoke, Darren–the middle–aged man–let out a soft “ah” and felt his assumptions confirmed. His demeanor toward Isabella grew even more relaxed, almost indifferent.

Just then, an elegant you

others. “Ms. Powell,

She gave Brett

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