The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59 The Zero Metric

Location was completely irrelevant to Isabella.

“But leave the payroll out of it. I don’t want your cash.

“Consider my compensation fully paid by the access to your family’s elite educational resources.”

She stated flatly, adding, “In return, I’ll guarantee your final exam scores hit at least a ninety.”

Isabella spoke with absolute, professional gravity.

Noah went dead silent, staring back blankly.

He

s thoroughly shaken to his very

“ow.

“Hey, how about we pick a slightly more realistic benchmark?”

He suggested with rare diplomacy.

He didn’t have a shred of faith that his report card could ever touch a ninety.

If that miracle actually happened, his father would literally rent out a stadium to celebrate for a week.

As it turned out, Isabella had still drastically overestimated Noah’s baseline.

“Core academic subjects account for a full sixty percent of the entire high school grading system.

“How the hell did you manage to avoid scoring even a single point?”

Isabella stared in absolute bewilderment at the official report card Noah handed over.

A giant, glaring zero mocked her from the center of the page.

Aside from physical education and elective arts, Noah’s scores across every single academic block were a clean, unadulterated zero!

Are you serious?

Even if you just blindly guessed down the line, probability dictates you’d get something right on a multiple–choice

section!

This level of failure is practically a mathematical miracle shreds!

“It’s not like I was gonna pull an A anyway! What’s the difference between a zero and a low score?!”

Noah aggressively snatched his report card back, a rare flash of burning embarrassment washing over his cheeks.

It had been years since he last felt that kind of vulnerability.

In truth, if he hadn’t realized he was completely outclassed by a girl who grew up in the wilderness, he wouldn’t see a single issue with his transcript.

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A zero was just a number!

At least a clean zero proved he had deliberately boycotted the exam, not that his brain couldn’t handle the material!

Pulling a ten or a twenty is infinitely more humiliating, alright?!

Either way, a failing grade guaranteed a brutal beating at home, so he preferred to keep the paperwork simple.

The second his father saw the transcript, the physical correction could commence without/debate.

Oh, and his older brother too.

Noah threw his chin up, his face bursting with defensive defiance.

Isabella sat completely deadpan, completely speechless.

“Starting today, your sole focus will be executing a series of specialized diagnostic modules I custom–built for you.”

a hard baseline first.”

She paused mid–sentence, shifting gears. “On second thought, let’s establish a

a comprehensive multi–subject

Reaching into her empty bag, she pulled out a blank notebook, scrib assessment across the pages with terrifying speed, and shoved it in front of him. “Solve it.”

She needed to diagnose exactly where his foundational architectur

If his retention stops at a fifth–grade level…

Isabella took a slow, measured breath.

No big deal. I can work with that.

Even if Noah turned out to be clinically brain–damaged, she passing line!

Noah blinked, his mouth falling open in sheer shock.

broke down.

ssessed the systems to drag him across the

He stared blankly at the assessment; the questions covered a wild, chaotic spread of entirely different subjects.

Wait a minute?!

I thought Isabella just possessed a freaky photographic memory?!

How the hell can she generate a balanced standardized exam off the top of her head?!

And why are her geometric diagrams infinitely cleaner and more precise than the ones in the official textbooks?!

Noah was completely paralyzed with shock, but Isabella grabbed his shoulder and physically guided his focus down to the page.

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Chapter 59 The Zero Metric

“Pens up.”

Isabella ordered with absolute authority.

She never executed an operation without a guaranteed outcome.

And since she had signed on to coach him, she intended to fulfill the contract perfectly.

Failure was not an option!

Noah swallowed hard, his posture slumping.

With immense, toxic reluctance, he lowered his

pen to the paper.

brother over opening a textbook was now quietly

A kid who usually chose a literal fistfight with his o working through a custom worksheet.

This sucks so much!

Why the hell was I stupid enough to throw out that ridiculous tutoring proposition in the first place?!

What kind of brain damage possessed me to let Isabella manage my schedule?

Did I take a steel pipe straight to the cranium?!

Noah scowled fiercely, forcing his pen forward out of sheer stubborn pride.

Whatever, let’s just get this execution over with.

Ha!

So what if I bomb it and score a pathetic twenty…

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