Zoella's interest piqued immediately.SweetLemon and IfTimeCouldRewind hid in the shadows, watching as Fred led his team into battle. The boss wasn't easy to defeat—it required precise teamwork. By the time Fred's team had almost finished the fight, their health bars were dangerously low.Ordinarily
Then, without a hint of doubt, she added, "Besides, you're my only friend right now."Zach stilled.Friend, huh?He let out a low chuckle before straightening, his tone turning stern. "Don't trust people so easily. Especially men.""Got it. I'm leaving now."She slung her backpack over her shoulder,
Zoella was perfectly calm. She truly wanted to leave this house.Fred scoffed. "Fine. Get out right now. I'd love to see if you can survive without our family."Bobby finally had enough. "That's enough, Fred. Do you hear yourself?""Bobby, it was Zoey who said she wanted to leave first! She's the on
Zach twirled his phone between his fingers, silent for a long moment before finally answering, "Stay by her side, help her through life, until she can live freely, on her own terms."Scott, always one to push buttons, added, "Through life? Until she starts dating, gets married, and has kids?"Zach's
Zoella caught the way Fred was looking at her and frowned slightly.Just then, her phone rang. It was Bobby."Zoey, you're at the venue, right?"A bad feeling settled in her chest. She wanted to deny it, but the deafening screams of the fans around her had already answered for her."Zoey, something
Zoella stood in the corridor, locking eyes with Fred.Fred's expression was tight, his pride clearly bruised. He spoke first, his tone sharp. "Here to watch the show? Enjoying yourself? Seeing them mock our family's team—satisfied now?"Zoella's face remained cold. "You lost because you weren't good
Zoella's move landed with devastating force.Two enemies went down instantly, one critically wounded.As she landed, she cast a brief glance at Fred, who lay on the ground, barely hanging on with a sliver of health.Fred stared at the screen, his mind spinning with shock and disbelief.He had always
Fred tensed because he hadn't known either. Not until now. Not until Zoella had crushed them all.The captain of Trinity Quasar stepped forward, looking Zoella in the eye. "But I'll admit it—I lost fair and square. You're incredible."The Twelve-Hit Combo wasn't something just anyone could master. S
When Zoella saw Fred and Bobby appear, her expression didn't change.Calmly, she looked at Henry. "Let's set a time later, then."Henry nodded, then turned toward Fred. "What? I didn't say anything wrong. If she were my sister—with this kind of talent—I'd be treating her like gold, putting her on a
Zoella didn't answer the question. She simply turned and walked toward the main hall.Her steps were steady and purposeful as she lifted the hem of her dress to keep it from dragging. Not once did she look back at Fred or Bobby. It was as if they were strangers.Fred remained rooted in place, quickl
Carrie didn't hesitate to expose Zoella's identity.The words landed like a bomb.For a moment, Fred's mind buzzed with static. He felt as if the ground beneath him tilted. His body wavered slightly. He stared at Zoella, eyes wide with disbelief and rage.She really was SweetLemon.So from the very
Zoella hadn't expected the question from the reporters.Did they really think she was part of Ace Cap?Her gaze remained calm and distant as she answered, "I wouldn't know. I'm not with Ace Cap anymore."The moment those words left her mouth, the reporters froze.The Finchman heiress said she wasn't
When the reporter asked whether Zoella was SweetLemon, Fred froze for a moment.These past few days, he'd been drinking himself into oblivion, trying to numb everything with alcohol.If it weren't for this event, he probably wouldn't have pulled himself together at all.He'd heard that SweetLemon wo
Zach tried—really tried—to keep his cool. But the next second, his leg shot out in a sharp kick.Scott had already predicted it and leapt out of reach just in time. He continued talking. "Didn't you say Zoella's into someone? Maybe it's a classmate. Once they're in university, they might start dati
Zoella saw that people online were speculating about her identity. Most likely, it was someone from her class.In any case, she was attending the influencer event tonight—her identity would be exposed sooner or later. Whether it happened now or later didn't really matter.[I’m the Finchman heiress’s
Zoella felt her way down from the sofa. Zach's hands reached out beside her.She glanced over.Above her, Zach said gently through the darkness. "You'd better hold on tight."Zoella gave a small cough. "No need, seriously."The moment her foot hit the ground, it slammed into the corner of the coffee
Zoella was carried out of the area littered with broken glass and placed gently onto the couch.Zach looked down at her. "Next time I tell you not to move, don't move. If your brain's not working, stay put."She had just gotten scolded.Zoella lowered her head. "I didn't think I'd bump into the vase