Unwanted girl Spoiled by Billionaire (Noelle and Nicholas) novel Chapter 156

Chapter 156

Eh never saw that coming. He thought. Noelle calling me out like this? His face instantly turned bright red.

Fuming with a mix of anger and embarrassment, he grabbed a handful of her hair and snapped. “Damn! I’m trying to protect you, embarrass me like this

and

you

And what’s with bringing up what I said two months ago? What does that even have to do with me now! Don’t bring it up again, got it?”

No more, I promise!” Noelle quickly yanked her head away from Eli’s grip, saving her poor huir, and then flashed him a cheeky grin. “Eli, you’re the best! From now on. I’ll count on you to protect me at school.”

“No big deal” Eli puffed out his chest and looked up arrogantly, trying to play it cool.

Even though, honestly, with her skills, Noelle could probably take care of herself at school without needing him to play bodyguard.

Still. Eli thought, as the older brother, he couldn’t drop the act. He had to maintain that older brother’s image, so he reluctantly played along with Noelle’s praise.

After their exchange, the two said goodnight and went to their rooms.

Once inside her room, Noelle Hopped onto her big bed, all hers for the first time. She placed her hands over unexpected calm settle over her. No anxiety. No frustration.

For the first time. Noelle realized—having a family, a home—it wasn’t so bad after all.

her chest and smiled softly, feeling an

On a giant monitor, the curve representing familial bonds started to show some fluctuation. The technician immediately reported this to the lab’s

control room

In the sterile office, a group of scientists in white lab coats huddled around a table.

One of them spoke up, “The fluctuations are still minor, but it’s clear that Noelle’s emotional connection to family is starting to form. It seems external factors are playing a bigger role than we thought.

They all knew that Lela, a woman who’d been in Noelle’s life recently, was the one behind these emotional shifts.

“Should we report this to Mr. Jones?” another scientist asked.

At thus, the assistant manager froze for a moment, his expression suddenly wary. Slowly, he shook his head. “You’d better hold off on that. Don’t go to Mr Jones yet.”

“What’s going on? The others looked confused. The assistant manager’s face went pale as if he had just remembered something unsettling.

In truth, every move the “test subject” nude was being closely monitored by the lab. Especially special cases like Noelle.

In other words, they already knew everything that had happened between Noelle and Nicolas that day.

At first, they thought it was a good thing. The deeper her emotional bonds grew, the more accurate the data they’d collect.

But Brandon didn’t seem to feel the same.

When he found out Noelle had once again been in contact with Nicolas–and even engaged in physical contact–the air around him seemned to crackle with an unsettling energy. It made the assistant manager shiver with uncase.

Soon after, Brandon had gone to the force testing room. This room was used to test the explosive power of the “experiment subjects,” and it also doubled as a high–end boxing gym.

Just then, a lab technician knocked lightly on the door and entered. ‘Director, Mr. Jones wants to see you in his office.

The assistant manager’s face went stift, and his voice tightened with nerves. “Has Mr. Jones left the testing room!?”

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“Seems fine?” The quitant manager leathed a sigh of relief.

hat then the technician added, his voice dropping to a mysterious whisper, “You might want to take a look at the testing room.”

The lab staff exchanged uneasy glances before hurrying to the testing room

When they got there, they saw that the force–testing equipment had started to smoke and was damaged. The readout on the device was frozen at

What what does this number meant The avvistant manager stared at the reading in shock.

“It was the final punch Mr. Jones threw,” the technigian whispered.

The labs staff gasped, their faces draining of color.

The number “3:28” might not sound like much on its own, but the highest recorded reading from any other “experiment subject had been 2387- enough force to knock out an elephant with a single punch.

But Brandon’s result? It was more than double that. The sheer power he possessed was enough to make anyone freeze with fear.

11 he wanted. Brandon could wipe out the entire labs in an instant. No one would stand a chance.

Istay the you should go to Mr. Jones’s office right away, the young technician urged.

The assistant manager was drenched in cold sweat, casting a glance at the techuician, unsure whether the person was doing this on purpose- showing him such a terrifying sight

Brandon was a monster!

No matter how unwilling the assistant manager was, he eventually mustered up the courage to appear in Brandon’s office.

Standing nervously in front of Brandon, he forced a smile on his chubby, pale face, trying to sound casual as he asked, “Uh, Mr. Jones, did you call for me? Is there something you need?”

Brandon seemed to have just showered His hair was still damp, and his white shin was slightly open at the collar, revealing his sharp, delicate collarbones. The air around in was laid–back and lazy, giving off a relaxed vibe.

After releasing his frustration in the testing room earlier, Brandon felt much calmer.

Seeing the assistant manager shaking like a leaf in front of him, Brandon couldn’t help but chuckle. With a slight smirk, he said, “Tim not the devil Why are you so scared of met

The assistant manager immediately fell silent.

After seeing the damaged equipment in the force–testing room and the final reading displayed, he couldn’t help but think that this handsome man in front of him was even more terrifying than a devil,

say that out loud. Saying it might just cost him his life!

Hut he couldn’t say

so, the assistant manager continued to force a smile, sheepishly saying, “No, no, it’s nothing. I’ve just caught a cold, so my body’s trembling a bit Please don’t take it the wrong way, Mr. Jones,

Is that so?” Brandon smiled his voice filled with concern. “If you’re sick, take some medicine. As your superior, I don’t want to see my subordinates working while unwell‘

“Yes, yes. I’ll take the ine dicine right away, the assistant manager responded hurriedly. Then, he asked. “So, Mr. Jones, did you call me for something „P