📖🔥The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress😎👉👉
Chapter 1 A Slap in the Face "Isabella, can't you understand? You owe her an apology. "Is this the kind of upbringing those foster folks out in the country gave you? "You have absolutely no manners at all!" The glow from the extravagant crystal chandelier hanging high above was blinding. Isabella blinked hard a few times, trying to fight off the dizziness, and let out an annoyed mumble. "So loud." Who's rambling on like this? Don't they know you're supposed to stay quiet when laying an ambush for an S-class beast? If someone was looking for a death wish, she could handle them herself. No need for all this racket. Isabella Powell opened her eyes, her gaze icy cold, and saw a middle-aged man across from her staring at her in utter disbelief, shouting, "How dare you talk to me like that?!" As the words left his mouth, he raised his hand to slap her again. Only then did Isabella feel the sharp sting on her cheek. She ran her tongue gently over her lip and tasted the metallic, coppery tang of blood. A flicker of anger flashed in her eyes. This man actually hit her? Ever since she awakened her SSS-class ability, no one had ever dared to raise their voice at her, let alone lay a finger on her. And now this middle-aged man had just slapped her across the face. Calmly, Isabella grabbed his wrist mid-swing and slapped him right back. "Idiot. What's wrong with talking to you like that? You think you can just—" She cut herself off abruptly. A flood of memories rushed through her mind. It turned out she was now the biological daughter of the Powell family, who had just been brought home after going missing fifteen years ago. The Powells were one of the most prominent wealthy families in Caporia, obsessed with their public image and social status above all else. Tragically, the daughter they had lost fifteen years prior had grown into an uncultured country girl. Crude and unrefined, she lacked every ounce of grace and poise expected of a wealthy heiress—and h
