You have no backbone

Noah Foster taunted without any politeness, "My dormitory doesn't welcome weaklings like you. Get out and find your own dormitory. You're nauseating with all your excuses about being frail and sickly."

If it were an ordinary girl, encountering such a dominant figure like Noah Foster upon arrival would undoubtedly leave her feeling lost and fearful.

But Amelia was only left feeling displeased, and remained so despite not being fond of the dormitory. After all, why should she have to leave?

"Move aside!" Amelia said coldly, her words momentarily infused with Tyler's aura.

Without Tyler by her side, she was naturally aloof and indifferent in temperament, which didn't quite match her soft and adorable face.

Tyler's aura was forged amidst the rain of bullets and gunfire, and even if Amelia had only absorbed a fraction of it, it was still more than what an ordinary person could bear.

Noah Foster was instantly taken aback, unable to fathom how a seemingly delicate girl like Amelia could possess such an overwhelmingly superior aura.

Amelia picked up her blanket, and though the ground was spotless, her cleanliness addiction made her extremely uncomfortable.

"You...stop right there. Haven't you heard me? I told you to get out!" Noah Foster's expression turned sour. She was used to being the one who held sway over others. How could she be cowed by someone as weak as Amelia?

Amelia was indeed a little angry. Her aloof and solitary nature did not mean she was weak and easy to bully.

She never sought to provoke others, but when others repeatedly provoked her, she couldn't just swallow her pride. After all, they weren't Tyler; why should she have to endure it?

"Are you insane?" Amelia's tone was slightly mocking.

Noah Foster did not expect Amelia to dare to talk back. In a fit of rage, she gave Amelia a strong push, catching her off guard and causing her to fall in the middle of the dormitory.

"You're the crazy one. If you don't leave, I'll have to use my fists. By then, even your mother won't recognize you, and begging for mercy won't help!" Noah Foster looked at Amelia on the ground, feeling very pleased with herself, and her face became even more seductive.

Amelia lay on the ground, thinking that her mother probably wouldn't recognize her anyway. Looking at her little hands, which had suffered a slight scrape from the fall, she thought her body was too fragile.

As for her mother, she didn't care! But Tyler had told her not to get hurt again, and now Noah Foster had injured her. It was unforgivable!

She stood up, her expression even more indifferent.

"Do you want to fight?" Amelia suddenly asked.

Noah Foster laughed scornfully. "Come on! You run a few laps like a sick chicken and faint, and you dare to lay a hand on me?"

Although Tyler had said that fighting was not good, Amelia remembered that Tyler had also said to fight back if someone bullied you.

Seeing Noah Foster agree, Amelia stood up and arranged her blanket. She signaled to Noah Foster and then grabbed his short hair and pulled it hard. Noah Foster screamed and fell backwards, feeling a dull pain in her knees, causing her to kneel on the ground, dazed.

She had seen Amelia's signal, but she didn't expect Amelia to actually attack her.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Noah Foster screamed and twisted to break free from Amelia's control. Her eyes also became fierce.

She thought she was unprepared, which was why Amelia was able to catch her off guard.

But what happened next surprised Noah Foster beyond belief.

Noah Foster never thought that she would be hit repeatedly in the stomach, ribs, wrists, and temples. If it weren't for Amelia's weak strength, Noah Foster had no doubt that she would not be able to stand up anymore.

But she had learned combat skills in the army. How could she be caught repeatedly by Amelia, and how could she lose to a weakling?

"I...I actually lost!"