No longer a pushover (Noelle and Cedric) novel Chapter 313

Noelle looked at Samantha, realizing that the Merlocks were clearly very concerned about their reputation at the moment. Samantha hesitated for a long while, but she still couldn't say a word.

Impatient, Noelle pressed, "Are you going to speak or not?"

Finally, Samantha sighed and said, "Noelle, I shouldn't have embarrassed you in front of everyone at the base that day. I was wrong."

Samantha closed her eyes and said it all in one breath. The surrounding crowd went silent. Everyone was stunned that Samantha was publicly apologizing to Noelle.

Everyone knew that Samantha from the business school had declared war on Noelle from the very beginning. She had even gone so far as to orchestrate Noelle's complete isolation from the rest of the campus. Yet here she was, apologizing to her.

Noelle had clearly achieved something remarkable.

Justin was the first to break the silence. "Samantha, did she have some dirt on you?"

"Did I ask you to talk that much?" Samantha snapped before storming off. The intensity of her anger was palpable, and no one dared to challenge her.

With Samantha gone, the atmosphere lightened, and the sign-up sheets were snatched up in a frenzy.

Noelle smiled as she glanced at Justin. "I told you: yesterday was yesterday, and today is a new day."

Justin narrowed his eyes. "You're full of surprises, Noelle. I underestimated you. But let me warn you: don't pull any stunts with Xenia, or you'll regret it."

Noelle casually grabbed a can of soda. "Are you leaving or not?"

When he saw the soda in her hand, Justin stumbled back in alarm. "Fine! Remember what I said—stay away from Xenia!"

Noelle watched him scurry off, clicking her tongue. "Coward."

She thought about Xenia's infatuation with someone like Justin. It had to be because of his family background.

Starting today, he was no longer the owner. Who would have thought that someone would buy the gym just to change one trainer in order to pursue a girl? The world of the rich was beyond his understanding.

After training, Noelle felt great.

Zachary Roger was an excellent trainer. He had corrected things she hadn't noticed before, and his methods were impressive!

As she sipped her water and gazed at the sunset streaming through the gym's glass walls, she heard a familiar voice. "Is this trainer professional?"

"Very professional. Much better than—" Noelle trailed off as she glanced up, spotting Cedric standing against a pillar. He leaned against the pillar, blending in perfectly with it. If he hadn't spoken, no one would have noticed him.

Noelle was surprised and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"You didn't believe me last night, did you?" He turned toward her with a teasing glint in his eyes.