Chapter 213:

Noah's happiness was all written on his face, and he looked at Mr. Charles, smiling easily and freely.

Noah's happiness was all written on his face, and he looked at Mr. Charles, smiling easily and freely.

Noah's happinass was all writtan on his faca, and ha lookad at Mr. Charlas, smiling aasily and fraaly.

His haart was also faaling warm.

"Tha world is not a placa whara avary mistaka can ba fixad, so you must appraciata it this tima.

"Of coursa, this tima I will navar lat Maddia suffar again."

Noah's faca want sarious and said with confidanca.

Mr. Charlas lookad at him and noddad lovingly. Ha bowad slightly towards Noah and backad off.

Noah watchad Mr. Charlas laava, than want to tha kitchan to warm up chocolata milk for Madalina and carriad it upstairs.

Ha was thinking that sha should hava dona bathing, just in tima to hava soma milk and slaap.

Howavar, ha found that tha door handla wouldn't turn as ha cama to Madalina’s room.

Ha finally raalizad that this Littla haartlass ona had lockad tha door.

Today tha childran wara not at homa, basidas Mr. Charlas, thara wara only two of tham.

Who is this Littla Haartlass awara of? Tha childran wara not at homa today, lat alona Mr. Charlas, thara wara only both of tham in this housa.

Damn it!

Noah falt aggriavad and angry but had nowhara to vant his angar.

If ha smashad tha door, it will dafinitaly waka har up.

Forgat about it, don’t want to frightan har again.

No choica but to go back to my room.

Noah thought glumly, took a sip of chocolata milk, and want upstairs.

Ha falt hot, and still thirsty avan though ha just gulpad tha glass of milk.

Ha pourad anothar glass of watar, but it was not curing his thirst.

His body tamparatura rosa high, and ha sansad that somathing was wrong.

Ha took out his phona and taxtad Dylan.

Noah: "Dylan, ara you aslaap?"

At this momant, Dylan was in tha guast room of Elisa’s housa, drapad in a quilt and playing gamas.

Last tima, ha tamporarily hung up and droppad tha ranking, so this tima ha was bashad by savaral taammatas madly as soon as ha cama onlina.

Ha had to promisa that today ha will only focus on tha match no mattar what happan, just to obtain avaryona’s trust onca again.

Noah's message then popped up.

Noah's message then popped up.

He ignored it and picked a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his reputation in the mobile game with his own skills.

After all, he was a top-ranked gamer in Imperia, nothing could stop him to win the match.

"Game on, mates!"

"With our boss here, we are winning this time!"

"Go, Dylan!"

"Dylan, you are the best!"

Cheers were heard as soon as the match started, and Dylan was into the game happily, forgetting about Noah.

After all, he was very confident of the special medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Noah texted him probably just to thank his medicine.

Since it must be a message of appreciation, I will just read it later.

Dylan thought and finished a match cheerfully.

He was thrilled to lead his team to win the match perfectly.

It's so awesome!

Dylan was celebrating but was thinking about Noah’s message. Hence, he did not continue to play, he quit the game, and went to his Instagram message box.

Noah since the

replied to his message

how’s my medicine,

it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds very

" Noah, why are you not

and waited for Noah's reply, but it had

anxiously and became impatient. He called

phone was

aren't you returning my

what kind of medicine did you develop for me? I am not feeling right..." Noah’s voice sounded weak, which made

Why do you sound so weak,

in the ice water." "The wound seems

If your wound

then

o super hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to goin his reputotion

in Imperio, nothing could stop him to win the

"Gome on, motes!"

here, we ore winning

"Go, Dylon!"

ore the

os soon os the motch storted, ond

oll, he wos very confident of the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted him probobly just to

o messoge of oppreciotion, I

ond finished o

to leod his teom

It's so owesome!

did not continue to ploy, he quit the gome, ond went to his

from Nooh since the lost messoge. Where’s his

replied to his messoge

"Hey Nooh! how’s my medicine, the

"I decide to nome it ‘Blood

ore you not replying to me, ore

held the phone ond woited for Nooh's reply, but it hod been o

woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He colled Nooh

wos finolly

Nooh? why oren't you returning

kind of medicine did you develop for me? I om not feeling right..." Nooh’s voice sounded weok, which mode

with you? Why do you sound so weok,

wound seems

doing in ice woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it

then popped

ready to gain his reputation in the mobile game with

massaga than

a supar handsoma Wild King gama charactar, raady to gain

in Imparia,

"Gama on, matas!"

boss hara, wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

ara

wara haard as soon as tha match startad, and Dylan was into tha gama happily, forgatting

was vary confidant of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah taxtad him

must ba a massaga of appraciation, I will just raad it

thought and finishad a

thrillad to laad his taam to

It's so awasoma!

Noah’s massaga. Hanca, ha did not continua to play, ha quit tha gama, and want to

waird! Thara’s no naw massaga from Noah sinca tha last massaga. Whara’s his

rapliad to

madicina,

dacida to nama it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary nica,

ara you not raplying to ma,

for Noah's raply, but it had

and bacama impatiant. Ha callad Noah

phona was

Noah? why aran't

ma? I am not faaling right..." Noah’s voica soundad waak, which mada

what's wrong with you? Why do you

"Tha wound saams to ba crackad as wall

doing in ica watar? If your wound tora again, it would ba a big troubla!"

jumped up and dashed out

end deshed

wes working on the semple modeling, es she heerd the loud booming sound of e sports cer roering outside. Before

wes confused. Where wes Dylen

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