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No longer a pushover

Chapter 608
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Chapter 608 Howie argued, "Noelle, you still need to take orders from above. You can't just do whatever you want!" "Oh? Like how the last team captain, Samuel, followed orders and helped the Merlocks launder money? Or are you in on that, too?" Noelle retorted.

As soon as she said it, Howie's face turned pale. "What the hell are you talking about? That was all Samuel's doing, not mine!" Noelle did not say another word, but her stare was sharp enough to make him shift uncomfortably in his seat.

Finally, Howie stood up. "Still, you shouldn't be directly offending the Merlocks.

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How are we supposed to keep things running after this?" Noelle replied, "I've got dirt on them. Trust me. They'll fall in line. Even if they pull their funding, it won't affect the team." With that, Howie had no choice but to leave.

After handling everything, Noelle finally stepped out of the office. Grace rushed over to her.

"Did Howie yell at you? Everyone saw what happened last night. One of the seniors even toldthey've done way worse before." Noelle looked around at the others. "I don't care how things were in the past.

While I'm team captain, none of you will be dragged into sketchy dinners or forced to drink with anyone." Grace clapped her hands. "That's our badass captain!" "Also, I've got an announcement," Noelle added. "Starting today, Raymond is officially our vice-captain. If I'm not around, he'll lead training sessions." After the last tournament, Noelle realized Raymond was the strongest player on the team besides herself.

Raymond smiled confidently. "Let's all work hard together and take hthe national championship next year!" Noelle felt her heart pump at those words. Yes, this time, she was going to win the championship on her own terms-no more being someone else's stepping stone. She trained for a while longer, then checked the tand grabbed her crossbody bag, ready to head out.

Raymond caught up to her. "You don't have class this afternoon, right? Are you hitting the gym?" "No, I've got something else to take care of." She was heading to Maple Enterprise for a meeting-there had been updates on the Al project, and she needed to be there in person.

Raymond hesitated, then said, "Well, let's go to the gym sometsoon." "Sure. We'll figure out a tlater." With that, Noelle walked off. She did not want to keep wondering whether Raymond was the sperson from her past life.

It did not matter because the one she liked now was Cedric. That much was certain.

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When she reached the school gate, she saw Mia and Donovan getting out of the car. Mia offered a forced smile. "What a coincidence." Noelle could tell something was clearly off-Mia's expression practically screamed it.

Still, she did not ask and smiled back. "Yeah, total coincidence." "I'm heading back to the dorm," Mia said flatly before turning and walking away.

Donovan stood there awkwardly, holding a box of pastries. "You dan take this back with you. Just something sweet." Mia barely glanced at it. "I'm cutting sugar. I don't want it." Donovan was left standing there like a fool, the pastry box in hand, looking painfully out of place. Noelle watched the whole scene unfold, her eyes gleaming with a touch of sarcasm. She had never expected Donovan to have moments like this.

As he started walking toward her, she raised an eyebrow.

What do your want?" He said, "Take the pastry. I don't even like sweets." Noelle's smile was cold. "What do I look like to you, a trash can?"

"This is a limited-edition luxury cake; it's almost impossible to buy it. You used to askto order this exact one and ship it to you, remember?" Donovan opened the box to show her the untouched dessert, acting like he was doing her a favor. Noelle let out a sharp laugh. She grabbed the cake-then smacked it right into Donovan's face.