No longer a pushover

Chapter 16

Noelle noticed how Lucas was looking at her and frowned slightly. At that moment, her phone buzzed with a call from Frank. "Noelle, you're at the venue, right?"

An ominous feeling crept over her. She wanted to deny it, but the screams of the fans all around her gave Frank his answer before she could.

"Noelle, something urgent just came up at the company, so Blake and I can't make it to the match. This competition is significant for Lucas. You should step in and join the team. "Whatever issues you and Lucas had before, we need to stick together and stand united when facing challenges, right?"

The moment Frank's words hit her, the noise of the screaming fans faded into the background, swallowed by her silence. It was the kind of silence that spoke volumes.

Without saying a single word, Noelle ended the call. She didn't feel like explaining herself. She hadn't gone there that day to compete. She was there to watch the drama unfold.

On stage, Lucas glanced toward the audience, waiting. His irritation began to show when Noelle didn't move from her seat or head backstage.

"What's Noelle's deal? Does she expect me to go down there and ask her personally?" he muttered, his jaw tightening.

A flicker of amusement flashed across Xenia's eyes. "Lucas, let me message Noelle and check in with her. But honestly, seeing her just sitting there in the audience, I guess that she'd still be upset. If she wasn't, you know as well as I do that she'd already be backstage by now."

Lucas thought back to how Noelle used to be. She never needed him to say anything; she simply understood. He'd grown used to her always being there for him. But now, it was like she'd turned into someone completely different.

Lucas' tone was stiff as he said, "Call her. I'll let bygones be bygones if she's willing to join the match. I'll continue treating her like a sister, just like before."

The memory of what had happened at school flickered in his mind. He knew that he'd been too impulsive. He'd let it go as long as Noelle was willing to let it go, too. They could all go back to the way things used to be.

Xenia's expression froze for a split second, but she recovered quickly. "Alright. I'll call her now. I'm sure she'll join for your sake."

Lucas' expression softened at her words, his frustration easing slightly.

Xenia stepped off to the side, pulling out her phone. Her eyes found Noelle in the audience, her gaze darkening.

flashing on her screen. She didn't need to think twice to

the call, her expression cold and

But it didn't

accepted the information. There was no need to waste

hadn't wanted Noelle to join the match

own eyes how she and Lucas were

were red, her expression pitifully remorseful. "Lucas, it's my fault. I'm terrible with words, and Noelle probably hates me now. That must be why she

her, too, and she hung up on him. It's clear that Noelle never planned to join the team or play in the match. Don't bother

I don't think Noelle's that kind of person. She wouldn't come here just to laugh at us,"

to win this match. There's no way we're letting Noelle get what she

audience, Lucas

a spark of satisfaction flickered in Xenia's eyes. "Noelle, this time, I'm going

between Team Luminark and

commentary. Right from the start, Lucas, playing as the

They'd studied

previous life, Noelle had noticed the exact suspicious enemy positioning. At that time, she warned Lucas to be cautious and not rush in blindly. But Lucas, stubborn as ever, had

and taken one

be a well-executed trap by Team

in a daring counterattack. She had turned the game around by sneaking into the enemy's base and launching a

the same decision as he did before. He led his entire team straight into

what was happening, it was already too late. His team's rhythm

instantly. She fumbled repeatedly, making critical mistakes that

ordered his team to retreat, guiding them into the

you trying to prove how great you are or something?" Xenia's composure was starting

were so confident in your skills, maybe you wouldn't have

made her humiliation unbearable. She lashed out, "If it weren't