Unwanted Girl Spoiled By Billionaire - Chapter 301: Chapter 301

After being sent by the laboratory, Noelle underwent extensive training, becoming one of the top mercenaries, assassins, and special forces operatives. Over the years, she learned the most lethal killing techniques. She knew how to adapt her tactics to the enemy she faced and was skilled at using her surroundings to her advantage.
In a building like this lab, with its many rooms, she could create hidden spaces and surprise her opponent with sudden strikes.
As Brandon entered the hallway of the lab, he grew cautious. After all, Noelle was an SS-class "transformer" and a single mistake could prove fatal—even for him.
Brandon hadn't finished his thought when a surge of murderous intent hit him. He immediately defended himself, but unexpectedly, a knife slashed toward his heart from the opposite direction.
Brandon reacted quickly, dodging just in time, though his clothing was torn, and a cut appeared on his skin, blood trickling out.
Seeing this, Noelle immediately created distance between them. She wasn't strong enough to land a lethal blow; otherwise, she would have pierced his heart.
Brandon glanced at the blood on his chest, wiped it off, and then looked at Noelle, a smirk playing on his lips. "Noelle, are you really trying to kill me?"
Noelle's posture remained tense as she stared him down. "Yes. I didn't speak the truth earlier because of Nicolas, but in this duel, only the victor gets to live."
Brandon's eyes darkened. "Do you really want to die?"
Noelle's response was firm, "Even if I die, I will never be with you."
Her words made Brandon's smile fade. He stared at her for a long moment, then asked, "Noelle, you really don't want to stay with me?"
"No, I don't," Noelle replied resolutely. "You forced me to kill Damon, tried to kill the Anderson family, and now you want to kill Nicolas. I hate you. I will never forgive you."
After a long silence, hearing Noelle's cold words, Brandon suddenly chuckled. However, his laughter didn't reach his eyes, which now held a darker, more sinister gleam. "It seems you really hate me. Since Noelle wants to die, I guess I'll help you get what you want."
With those words, Brandon charged toward Noelle.
She quickly turned and ran in the opposite direction. She knew she couldn't fight him head-on; she needed to find another opportunity to deliver a fatal strike.
Although Brandon was stronger, Noelle was faster and more agile, making it easy for her to slip through the many rooms and out of his reach.
As Brandon closed in, Noelle held her breath. She had hidden herself in a chemistry lab, surrounded by numerous chemicals. Noelle knew the dangerous reactions those chemicals could trigger when mixed. If she threw the two bottles she held on the ground, they would release a cloud of white smoke. With Brandon's vision impaired, it would be the perfect opportunity to strike.
When Brandon stopped at the door, Noelle deliberately let her presence be known. As he entered, she quickly shattered the bottles.
The room was filled with dense smoke, and an irritating chemical smell filled the air. Brandon immediately retreated, covering his nose and mouth. Taking advantage of this, Noelle gripped her knife tightly and lunged at him.
Just as she was about to strike, Brandon once again caught her wrist with incredible precision, intending to throw her out of the room. But Noelle used a wrestling move, wrapping her body around him like a snake around its prey. Instead of being thrown off, she managed to stab him precisely in the shoulder blade.
Blood sprayed from the wound, and Brandon winced in pain.
He grabbed Noelle's shoulder with a brutal grip, and Noelle felt her shoulder almost dislocate from the force. She grimaced in pain, but Brandon seized this moment and threw her across the room. She crashed into the wall and fell to the floor.
Noelle spat out blood, but Brandon continued toward her, pressing his hand to his wounded shoulder. He looked down at her, grinning. "Noelle, you really are ruthless."
Noelle wiped the blood from her mouth. "Right back at you."
Brandon scanned Noelle's body, his gaze lingering. "You're the type to improve through battle. Your learning ability is incredible, and you quickly analyze and optimize. You're far better than that Elsie."
Noelle replied, "If your emotional testing experiment had succeeded, there's no doubt you would have been the 'perfect new human' the lab was looking for. But since the test failed, you'll die here today."
Brandon laughed darkly, "Who's to say who will die?"
He pulled his hand away from the shoulder wound, and Noelle could see the injury healing rapidly, the blood stopping. He smiled. "The damage you've caused is useless."
Noelle stood up, her eyes hard with determination. "Same here."
Her healing ability was extraordinary. Each time she recovered from an injury, her healing powers grew stronger.
Brandon's smile deepened. "Noelle, you're truly impressive."
Noelle shot back, "And you're the worst."
With that, Noelle darted away again.
Brandon chuckled lightly. "You're going to play hide-and-seek with me, Noelle?"
Noelle didn't answer him, disappearing into the corridors.
Brandon's smile faded slightly as he grew serious. He followed after her.
Noelle hid in a brightly lit laboratory. The lights were all on, blindingly bright. But Noelle closed her eyes and adapted to the darkness.
When someone walks from the bright into a dark area, their eyes briefly experience a moment of blindness. Noelle planned to use that to her advantage.
As Brandon entered the room, Noelle swiftly turned off the main lights, plunging the room into darkness.
She opened her eyes, ready to strike.
But this time, Noelle miscalculated.
As she charged, Brandon's keen senses and sharp reflexes allowed him to see her coming. In an instant, he disarmed her, knocking her to the ground with a heavy blow that hit her chest.
Noelle gasped in pain as she was sent crashing to the ground, her vision swimming.
Brandon pinned her to the floor with an eerie calmness, his voice low and mocking. "Noelle, the game is over."
Noelle coughed up blood, struggling to breathe, unable to move under his weight.
Defeated, she lay there, glaring at Brandon. "If you want to kill me, then do it."
Brandon produced a knife, aimed at her heart. "I'll give you one last chance. If you agree to come with me now, I won't kill you."
Noelle answered coldly, "In your dreams."
"Do you really want to provoke me?" Brandon's voice dropped, darkening with menace.
Noelle retorted fiercely, "I'm just telling the truth. If I agree now, I'd be lying, because I truly despise you."
With that, Noelle gathered her strength, leaning forward and biting down on the spot where Brandon had been injured.
Brandon grunted in pain, shoving Noelle away. But Noelle, grinning triumphantly, revealed her bloodstained teeth. "I coated my teeth with poison. The bite has already sent the poison into your bloodstream."
Brandon's face shifted between rage and disbelief. He looked at her, then suddenly smiled. "Noelle, you really will stop at nothing to kill me."
Noelle's eyes burned with resolve. "If killing you means I die too, it will still be worth it."
Brandon's gaze turned lethal.
Noelle knew, without a doubt, that he was now truly intent on killing her.
But it didn't matter.
Brandon had been poisoned. It wouldn't kill him, but it would slow him down. Nicolas would come with reinforcements soon, and once that happened, Brandon wouldn't be able to escape.
Just as Brandon swung the knife down, his movements suddenly hesitated. A complex emotion flickered in his eyes—one Noelle couldn't decipher.
But Noelle didn't care.
Brandon paused, and that was her opening.
She lunged at him, headbutting him with all her strength. Brandon staggered back, and she swiftly took advantage of his weakened state, pinning him down.
She grabbed the knife lying nearby and drove it straight into his heart.