Unwanted girl Spoiled by Billionaire (Noelle and Nicholas) novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101

“Did you guys hear that? She said she’s your idol group’s composition teacher! Shouldn’t you properly worship her? Don’t forget to show your utmost respect, someone immediately started mocking the girls.

The girls were also a little embarrassed.

One of them looked at Noelle and asked in a low voice, “Noelle, are you feeling unwell? Do you want us to send you to the hospital?”

Noelle looked at the girl, blinked her round eyes, and said calmly, “I’m fine.”

Then, then why did you say that?”

It was fine if Noelle bragged once.

But now, she was still bragging in front of so many classmates. Even if they wanted to find an excuse for her as friends, they could not.

“Say what?” Noelle was puzzled.

Seeing that Noelle still didn’t notice anything, the girl was a little speechless. She reminded her. “You said you’re the composer for The Legend!”

JOh! Noelle said confidently, “But I really am!”

“You…” Hearing this, the girl was at a loss for words.

After spending these past few days together, they realized that Noelle was quite innocent and simple.

But there was just one problem. She loved to brag.

Previously, she had claimed to be the composer of The Shadows, the signature song of the pop queen Reyna Goodwin. And now, she was saying she was the composer for The Legend.

Even if she wanted to brag, she should at least be more realistic.

They didn’t understand why Noelle kept telling these obvious lies that would be exposed right away.

The troublemaking students burst into laughter when they saw that even Noelle’s friends were at a loss for words.

Someone mocked her sarcastically, “Noelle, are you sure there’s nothing wrong with your head? When the new song is released, the composer’s name will definitely be made public. Have you thought about how you’re going to cover up this lie?”

Noelle glanced at the person and shot back, “You’re the one with something wrong in the head! I didn’t lie, so why would I need to cover anything up?”

“Okay…okay!” The other person rolled her eyes.

Arguing with Noelle felt like it was lowering their IQ. “Just keep living in your little fantasy world.”

With that, she turned away.

-The girl walked over to Leia and deliberately said, “Leia, I’ve realized that some people are practically going crazy with jealousy over you. Seeing

that the pop queen took you in as her last disciple, they start belittling her while hyping themselves up as some genius composer. It’s honestly hilarious!”

Leia did not expect Noelle to be so stupid.

She pressed her lips together and flashed a superior smile before winking at the girl. “Alright, alright. Noelle and I are close sisters. If you badmouth her in front of me, I might get angry.”

The girl giggled, quickly flattering her. “Leia, you two really are so close! I’m sorry, I said the wrong thing.”

“It’s fine, Leia said lightly.

She smiled gently, her dimples showing, looking tolerant and generous.

Then, she turned to Noelle and said with a smile, “And you, Noelle, you shouldn’t say things that are so easily exposed as lies. It’s embarrassing for the Anderson family.”

Hearing this, Noelle looked at Leia. She felt that Leia was getting better and better at her little passive–aggressive act.

Noelle blinked back at her playfully.

She imitated Leia’s tone and said in a serious tone, “Leia, you’re so lame! You didn’t even verify it, so how can you be so sure I’m not the one who

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composed it? That’s so uncool of you!”

Her imitation was so obvious and overly stiff that many people couldn’t hold back their laughter.

“Noelle, what kind of tone is that?”

The classmates around Noelle burst into laughter, amused by her performance.

Noella looked at them and said frankly, “I don’t know either! I was just copying Leia’s tone.”

As soon as she said that, the laughter grew even louder.

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Leia’s face turned pale, then flushed red as she saw everyone laugh. She gripped her pen so tightly, and her heart was filled with hatred.

‘Damn bitch! How dare she mock me? Just wait and see. Your days of bad luck are coming!‘

Meanwhile, Reyna’s work wasn’t going smoothly.

For some reason, Phoenix Entertainment, where Charlie worked, kept delaying their collaboration and always coming up with excuses to avoid signing the contract.

They kept reviewing the contract terms over and over again, always saying they needed more discussions. It left Reyna feeling extremely frustrated.

She had already taken Charlie’s sister under her wing. She wondered if they really thought that just because she publicly announced Leia as her final disciple, they could sit back and relax.

If she wanted to, she could bury Leia’s career at any time.

Besides that, recent discussions about the originality of her breakout hit The Shadows, had started resurfacing. Although the voices weren’t too loud yet and could be drowned out with hired publicity, the persistent criticism was becoming an annoyance.

She was already considering whether to strike down a few prominent figures as a warning to others.

That day, after finishing a long day of work, Reyna returned home. As she opened the door, she noticed that the lights were already on. A man, dressed in a sleek suit with a refined and elegant demeanor, sat on her sofa.

The moment she saw who it was, Reyna’s eyes lit up instantly.

She immediately walked over with a smile, wrapping her arms around the man’s neck. “Marshall, what brings you here?”

The man was none other than Nicolas’s older half–brother, Marshall Sawyer.

Marshall slid an arm around Reyna’s slender waist, his hand wandering restlessly as he raised an eyebrow at her. “I missed you, so I came.”

Reyna smiled.

Both of them were adults and had a tacit understanding.

After making love on the bed, Reyna wrapped her arms around Marshall’s neck and spoke in a sweet, coquettish voice. “Marshall, when are you finally going to marry me? You once said you were tired of that old wife at home and wanted a divorce. But now, there’s no sign of it happening.”

Marshall half–closed his eyes, his hand sliding lazily over Reyna’s graceful body as he spoke leisurely, “Don’t worry, it’s only a matter of time.”

“Not worry?” Hearing this, Reyna pulled away from him, propping herself up as she complained, “I’m already 30! If I don’t get married soon, I’ll be considered a high–risk pregnancy when I have kids.”

Marshall opened his eyes and looked at her. “Have kids? You’re still at the peak of your career. Are you planning to give that up?”