Unwanted girl Spoiled by Billionaire (Noelle and Nicholas) novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292

“Noelle, Brandon said softly, stepping closer, “if you must hate someone… then hate yourself.”

He gently brushed her cheek, his smile tender but twisted. “The Anderson family… and Nicolas? If they die, it’ll be because of you.” Noelle’s steady gaze faltered. Her eyes widened with panic. She grabbed his hand, shaking her head frantically. “No. You can’t hurt them. Please don’t.

Brandon’s smile never wavered. I will They’re your greatest weakness. As long as they’re alive, you’ll never stay by my side willingly.” Noelle’s breath hitched. She clenched her jaw, fury flashing through her. “If you kill them. I won’t keep living either

“Oh, no,” Brandon murmured mockingly, brushing her hair aside. “You don’t get to die. Not after all this keep you alive–closely monitored, protected, watched–day and night. I’ll make sure Death never gets near you,”

Noelle’s lips trembled. He wasn’t bluffing. If he said it, he’d do it

Her voice cracked. “Why? Why me? Why are you doing this to me?”

Brandon chuckled as if she’d told a joke. He cupped her face again, eyes glimmering with something dark and possessive. “Why? Isn’t it obvious, silly girl! Because I love you, Noelle.”

He’d lived in darkness for so long. But then she appeared–his light. She was the reason he survived countless brushes with death. She saved him, pulled him from the abyss. So, naturally, she owed him everything. Her life, her heart, her soul.

“You don’t get it, do you?” Brandon whispered. I’m only alive because of you. That means you belong to me. Forever.

“But I don’t love you.” Noelle snapped, tears brimming. “I love Nicolas

The moment she said it, Brandon’s eyes darkened. The warmth drained from his face. Still, he didn’t lash out. Instead, he let out a low laugh, released her, and rose to his feet.

From above, he looked down at her and smiled. “Noelle, do you remember Elsie?

Noelle froze. A terrible chill crept up her spine.

“Elsie’s from the Serpaton–Mocrta Alliance Laboratory, Brandon said calmly. “She’s also an 55–grade transformer, just like you. If she’s been activated the Anderson family won’t stand a chance”

He smiled. They’ll all die today, one by one… at Elsie’s hand. And it’ll all be because of you.”

Noelle’s world tilted. There was no bluff in his voice–only quiet, horrifying certainty

“No…” she gasped, lunging forward and grabbing his shirt. “No! You can’t do this! Brandon, please don’t

Brandon didn’t budge.

He pried her hands off calmly, ruthlessly. “Remember this, Noelle: they’ll die because of you. If you yourself for falling in love with Nicolas. Blame yourself for getting attached to that family.”

want someone to blame, blame

Then he shoved her away.

Noelle stumbled back and crashed onto the bed. By the time she scrambled up, the door had already slammed shut behind him.

She ran to it, pounding and screaming, “Brandon! Come back! Don’t do this–don’t hurt them Brandon?!”

The collar around her neck began flashing red, emitting shrill warning beeps.

Three beeps–then it explodes.

Noelle froze, eyes dropping to the collar as it beeped again. No, no, no…..

She clawed at it in desperation, panic rising like a tide. “Why won’t it come off?!”

She couldn’t waste any more time. If she didn’t stop him, everyone–her parents, Adriel, Bennett, Charlie, Kli, Damon…..

“Come on, come on.” she yanked at the collar until sweat beaded on her forehead, but it was useless.

Nicolas–they’d

Chapter 292

She turned back to the door and slammed her fists against it again. “Brandon! You can’t! Please! Don’t do this!”

But Brandon was already walking away–into the shadows, disappearing down a dark corridor. His green eyes glinted with a cold. emotionless light.

Then he activated his communicator. “It’s time.” he said. “You remember our deal. Now it’s your turn to act

Meanwhile, back at the Anderson estate…

The family was fully mobilized in their efforts to rescue Noelle. Damon remained in the hospital, finally out of critical condition but still unconscious.

Kimberly returned home from the hospital and saw Vincent on a call with one of his contacts.

“Yes. I’ll leave it to you. Thanks, Vincent said, hanging up. Kimberly hurried over.

“How’d it go?” she asked anxiously,

Tve reached out to everyone I know, Vincent replied. “The moment the lab’s experiments were exposed, higher ups started taking it Seriously. They’re planning to apply pressure. Don’t worry–we will get Noelle back.”

Kimberly nodded, but worry still clouded her face. “I just hope Brandon doesn’t hurt her….

“Bennett said Brandon’s obsessed with her. He won’t hurt her, Vincent reassured.

But Kimberly wasn’t comforted. In fact, it was Brandon’s obsession that worried her most. When someone unhinged falls in love and doesn’t get their way, they don’t just walk away–they burn everything down.

Still, she swallowed her fear. Just then, a servant appeared. “Mr. Anderson, Mrs. Anderson, dinner is ready”

“Alright” Vincent turned to his wife. “Let’s ear something.

Kimberly nodded, then glanced toward the staircase. “What about Elsie! Has she come down??

Vincent sighed. “No. She’s locked herself in all day. The lunch we left at her door? Untouched”

“She hasn’t eaten at all!” Kimberly frowned. That girl will starve herself. Adriel asked us to take care of her we can’t let him come back to a half–dead girlfriend.”

Without waiting for a reply, she started upstairs.

Vincent called after her, hesitant. “Wait–Kimberly, is that safe? Elsie’s a high–level transformer….

Kimberly waved him off “She’s never been anything but gentle. You’ve seen it. She’s harmless.”

“I know, but still “

“I’m just checking in on my future daughter–in–law,” she said with a smile. “Don’t worry so much.

Vincent sighed but relented. “Alright, but be careful.”

“Got it, got it,” she said over her shoulder.

Upstairs, Kimberly knocked softly at Elsie’s door.

“Elsie? It’s Kimberly. Can I come in?”

There was no reply. Kimberly frowned. Strange… is she asleep?

But inside, Elsie wasn’t sleeping

She was curled in a corner, trembling, clutching her head, drenched in cold sweat.

Ever since seeing Brandon, she hadn’t been okay