CHapter 285


    “Don’te any closer! I’m warning you, you don’t want to mess with my backer!”


    Noe let out a derisiveugh, casually asking, “Oh? The people behind you? Who are they, the


    Devil himself?”


    Harry had been stashed away in a vi by Vincent, having never met Noe, nor did he know about


    her temperament or character. From what Vincent had described, Noe was just an ordinary girl-


    seemingly frail and delicate. However, when it came to throwing punches, she showed no mercy!


    Noe’s foot pressed down on Harry’s face. “It’s been years since I’ve heard someone spout such


    nonsense.”


    After Noe became the leader of Pris Star, such talk wasughable!


    Harry struggled. “I can call him!”


    Noe lifted her foot. “Go ahead, you have one minute. Make your call or meet your maker, your


    choice.”


    Her gaze drifted towards the staircase, and Harry, bandaged as he was, thought about the pain of


    tumbling down those stairs again and decided against it.


    “I’ll call now! You’ll be kneeling and apologizing in no time!”


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    He pulled out his phone, trembling as he dialed a number, sweat dripping down his cheeks, stinging


    his


    wounds.


    The voice on the other side was quick to respond.


    “Didn’t I tell you not to call me unless it’s an emergency?”


    Desperate, Harry nced at Noe, thinking this would surely intimidate‘ her.


    “Mr. Richardson! It’s not that I wanted to bother you, but I’m about to be beaten to death here.


    Please, Mr.


    Richardson, save me.”


    Hearing the familiar voice, Noe realized Harry’s so–called backup was none other than Lorne


    Richardson.


    “Who’s beating you? If you can’t even handle this, don’t bother me even if you are beaten to


    death.”


    “It’s Ms. Schnabel. I asked her for money, and without a word, she attacked me!”


    Lorne was silent for a moment.


    “Why were you asking her for money?”


    Harry, feeling justified, replied, “The Schnabel family is rich. What’s the harm in giving me a little?


    Besides, my father was her foster father. I just asked her for a few million. She could’ve just said no.


    Why beat me?” Noe couldn’t help but snort withughter.


    Hearing thatughter, Lorne knew Noe must be standing right next to Harry and immediately


    made his stance clear.


    “That’s on you for being shameless. If Ms. Schnabel feels it’s not enough, I’ll send someone else to


    give you a beating!”


    10:18


    “Mr. Richardson, what do you mean by that? Hello? Hello…”


    The phone buzzed with the sound of a disconnected call, and Harry realized he’d been blocked by


    Lorne!


    Noe smiled. “Now that you’ve made your call, it’s my turn.”


    “Can the Schnabel family act sowlessly? I’m calling the police!”


    Noe’s eyes caught the SWAT team entering the staircase, obviously sent by Calvin who was


    worried


    about her.


    “Good, the police are here.”


    Just as Harry was about to exaggerate Noe’s actions, the leading officer saluted her. “Ms.


    Schnabel, we’re here on Colonel Gat’s orders to ensure your safety!”


    Hearing this, Noe realized that afterpleting his mission at Imperial West Hospital, Gat


    had been promoted.


    “Thank you, take care of him then.”


    Watching the SWAT team align themselves with Noe, Harry nearly bit his tongue in shock.


    Vincent never warned him how formidable Noe could be!


    Stepping out of the staircase, Noe left all the noise behind.


    She turned to Mizar. “I don’t want to see him again. Remember all the shady stuff Vincent and his


    son got up to? Find them the most remote prison to grow old in, and let’s not have them hopping


    around anymore.” These people were nothing but trouble.


    “From now on, if anyone from the Lambert family bothers me, pack them off the same way.”


    Mizar, covering her mouth to stifle augh, chimed in, “Sure thing! It’s about time! Boss, ever since


    you returned to the Schnabel family, you’ve changed.”


    Noe smiled softly, shaking her head. “No, I haven’t changed. It’s just that before, no one stood by


    me. Now, I know it’s okay to be a little headstrong.”


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    Before, with no one on her side, Noe had to consider her grandmother’s feelings and repeatedly


    give in to the Lamberts and the Fullers! Now, she had family – her family, who loved her


    unconditionally!


    Tristan and Beckett would call or text her daily, reminding her to eat and sleep. Ulrich, no matter


    how busy. would always say goodnight to Noe and remind her to take her medicine. Stirling had


    set her photo as every screen saver, even choosing to film in Glen Vige, where she had lived for


    years. Jasper shared every fun courtroom story with Noe, replying to every message she sent.


    Her room, every inch of it, was filled with items personally chosen by ra and Sienna.


    Her heart, too, was filled with love from her family!


    Mizar sighed. “Love always feels like a debt, a pity Vincent only saw it as a loss.”


    Then, Noe received an overseas call. As soon as she answered, Tristan’s cries and wails could


    be heard on the other end.


    “Sweetheart! Did that darn Vincente looking for you again? I should’ve knocked him out cold


    last time! This is driving me insane! I’m so sorry, sweetheart. It’s all because I wasn’t home. Your


    mom and I are already at the airport, we’ll be home to see you in no time!”


    10.10


    Listening to the background noise on Tristan’s end, Noe paused before speaking. “Dad, I’ve


    never heard of any airport announcement that sounds like a DJ.”


    “Ah, well, heard from your granddad that the Lambert family got shipped off to Lockhart Prison, so I


    canceled our tickets! Your mom said you’ve been having a rough time, so I’ve got you a gemstone


    as big as a boxing glove to kick around like a ser ball when I get back!”


    “Everything’s fine at home. You and Mom should just enjoy yourselves. I don’t need anything to kick


    around.”


    Tristan then started wailing for a bit, as if he needed to speak loudly just to hear his own voice.


    Tristan had his own way of thinking.


    “Sweetheart, you do whatever you want. I’ve got your back. And if I can’t handle it, there’s always


    your grandpa. And if he can’t, just pin it on one of your brothers. It’s no big deal!”


    He had plenty of sons, after all!


    “It won’te to that. But, if I end up punching Lorne, that shouldn’t be a problem, right?”


    “Who? Lorne? Go ahead, punch… actually, never mind, forget it. But if you really want to, you


    should marry Mr. Pock sooner. He’s got plenty of brothers to take the fall. Come to think of it,


    sweetheart, you could probably blow up Imperial City and we’d still find a way to cover for you!”