The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 A Lethal Collision

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The exact second she finalized the documentation, she slid the stack over to Noah, ordering flatly, “Keep this safe and execute a module every single day according to the schedule.

“Furthermore, if you hit any logic gaps after heading home, shoot me a text immediately.

“Don’t let the questions stack up until tomorrow.”

As the commands cleared her lips, Noah aggressively snatched the material, stating with utmost gravity, “Got it!

“Consider it done!”

His roaring response echoed through the room.

Had they not been sitting in an active classroom, his voice would have rivaled a military megaphone.

Isabella raised an eyebrow, staring at his sudden outburst in silent confusion.

What kind of fit is he throwing now?

She was thoroughly speechless at his dramatic reaction.

But as long as Noah gave his word to execute the target, she was satisfied.

Naturally, if he slacked off, she would gladly use physical muscle to “help” him cross the line!

Her expression softened into a faint smile.

When she locked onto a strategic objective, the outcome was absolute.

Vetoing any alternative variables.

“Good.”

Isabella murmured indifferently, nodding before dropping her head back onto her desk to catch up on sleep.

Sorting out Noah’s basic curriculum didn’t consume much of her intellectual bandwidth anyway.

If any structural calibration was required down the line, she could adjust it on the fly.

Throughout the day, Noah spent his time frantically toggling between “Wow, high school is a total joke” under Isabella’s guide and “Holy crap, I can’t parse a single letter” under the teachers‘ lectures.

The extreme friction nearly drove him to a total psychological breakdown.

By the time he retreated to his luxury sedan at dusk, his posture was completely drained.

Why did today’s blocks feel infinitely more brutal than anything he had ever survived?

Was the building haunted or what?

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Chapter 67 A Lethal Collision

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Isabella and Noah slid into the backseat, and the sedan quickly rocketed toward the Wayne compound.

Meanwhile, driven by an intense curiosity regarding Isabella’s background, Ethan had returned to the estate ahead of schedule.

He was profoundly intrigued to witness what kind of unassailable pedagogical muscle this new tutor possessed to make Noah work through equations voluntarily.

The exact split second Isabella and Noah crossed the threshold into the grand foyer, the two sides executed a perfect face–to–face collision.

Isabella paused, watching the sudden confrontation unfold with a completely flat expression.

Noah froze solid on the spot, his jaw dropping as pure panic seized his chest.

Ethan narrowed his eyes to sharp slivers, locking onto his brother with absolute, heavy silence.

“What’s the play here?”

Ethan’s gaze turned lethal as he locked onto Noah bringing a female classmate into the sanctuary.

What the hell is this brat pulling now?!

His features hardened into a freezing scowl.

Shifting his posture, he gave Isabella a polished, diplomatic nod, letting out a cool smile as he purred, “It’s exceptionally rare for Noah to invite a guest onto the property.

“Please, make yourself at home.”

Leaving those refined remarks, he directed a courteous nod toward Isabella, before turning a hyper- pleasant, dangerous smile directly onto Noah, purring, “Noah, step into the lounge for a second.

“I need a quick word with you.”

Ethan’s face instantly flattened into a deadpan void.

You little brat, I’m going to skin you alive!

His smile was purely lethal, causing Noah’s soul to nearly exit his body as his knees turned to absolute jelly.

Watching Ethan pace aggressively toward him, he panicked and yelled at the top of his lungs, “Hold on, Ethan! This is the academic coach I told you about last night–Isabella Powell!”

Noah took a massive, ragged breath.

Any initial desire to run a con to watch his brother look ridiculous instantly vanished into thin air.

If he kept his mouth shut for another second, the only one looking ridiculous would be his own broken skeleton after Ethan finished with him!

The exact moment Noah’s shout cleared the foyer, Ethan’s silhouette froze solid.

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Chapter 67 A Lethal Collision

He locked his eyes onto Isabella, before flicking his gaze back to Noah, demanding coldly, “Her?”

His features were lined with profound bewilderment.

Finished

Ethan possessed absolute confidence that Noah wouldn’t dare fabricate a lie to his face, unless he wanted to get his skin peeled off.

So, the boy’s ridiculous script was actually a hundred percent real?

This petite girl?

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