Unwanted girl Spoiled by Billionaire (Noelle and Nicholas) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

doelle didn’t think twice. She turned and started i

The labs staff on the other end hesitated for a moment, noticing how streely her heartbeat remained. Then, just as the was about to take another

Thib She stopped immediately, obedient as ever

The man’s voice came through the necklace again, slower this time “Noelle, you’re really not hesitating

“Hesitating” She blinked, confused Staring down at the necklace around laer neck, the asked, “Why would I Orders are seders”

“Arri) you— sad?” he asked.

Noelle tilted her head. The word fell unfamiliar, like a concept she couldn’t spuite grasp.

The man’s voice was steady but firm. “The target we just ordered you to eliminate is your biological brother. He paused before adding. If he dies you won’t have Damon anymore”

Noelle paused, her mind drafting for a moment.

Actually, when the voice in the necklace ordered her to kill Damon, something sharp twisted in her chest, like a tiny needle prick quick but

noticeable.

thought, ‘Should I feel something! Regret, maybe! After all, I haven’t built much of a relationship with Damon. And honestly I don’t have humi

Han ut didn’t matter. The mission came first. It always did

“It is what it is” she said flatly. “Orders are orders..

Meanwhile, the lab way already analyzing her response. Her vitals stayed steady, no signs of distress. [Subject’s emotional state remains stable. significant fluctuations|||

The man

exhaled quietly. As expected. Their bond wasn’t strong enough yet. It wasn’t time.

“Mission aborted,” he finally said. “Focus on strengthening your connection with your family instead”

“Okay.” Noelle replied without hesitation

However, deep down, somewhere in the quiet corners of her mind, she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

She didn’t have to kill Damon, and though she couldn’t quite explain it, that felt kind of nice.

Keegan and the other two kho tried to awassinate Noelle were finally handed over to the liba logistics team to dran up the mess. When they arrived, they even thoughtfully brought her a fresh set of clothes and some gauze.

After patching herself up and changing, Noelle grabbed the car keys from Damon, hoisted him into the car, and drove out of the underground parking lot.

When Damon came to, he was slumped in the front passenger seat, his head pounding. A massive bump throbbed at the back of his skull, and his

of his sku

neck ached like hell.

The smell of fried food drifted over, paired with the sound of someone happily munching away.

Blinking through the lace, he turned his head only to see Norlie, aprite, doll–like girl, holding an enormous family–sized bucket of fried chicken in her arms, casually biting into a wing

“Noelle?” His voice was hourse as he stared at her inse

“Yeah? Noelle glanced over mid–lite.