Your Girlfriend Calls Me Daddy-Chapter 13 | She Thinks I’m a Fool, But My Analysis is Undeniable

Chapter 13: 13 | She Thinks I’m a Fool, But My Analysis is Undeniable

Nolan flipped open his laptop. Aurora did the same. The purple-haired girl reached into her designer bag and produced a laptop that probably cost more than my first car.

Wait.

I thought about the brand new laptop box sitting in my apartment.

Was that what this was for?

I’m cooked.

"I forgot my laptop."

The purple-haired girl’s head snapped toward me.

"You forgot your laptop? On your first day? Are you serious right now?"

"Noel," Aurora said. "Come on. It’s his first day."

Noel.

Noel Stark. The rich girl. The prideful one who needs validation she’ll never admit she wants.

I remembered her from the novel now. She was supposed to hate Nolan at first, think he was beneath her because he came from nothing while she came from everything. Then the Pasadena Incident happened during the internship arc and Nolan saved her ass when her agency partner abandoned her during a villain attack. She realized he was the real deal and fell for him hard.

Classic.

Girls like her were the most fun to break. All that pride. All that armor. Just layers waiting to be peeled back until you found what they actually wanted underneath.

And I don’t discriminate.

Noel had small breasts. I could see that from the way the uniform sat on her frame. But if I had to choose between breasts and ass, the first choice was always thighs. After that? Ass. Every time.

A flat chest was like a desert. Nothing there but man was it still hot as hell.

She’s got that pear shape thing going on. Slim up top but those hips don’t lie.

Noel snapped her fingers in front of my face.

"Are you even listening? Or are you still the same distracted idiot you were when we were kids?"

Wait.

What?

Nolan looked up from his laptop.

"Wait. You two know each other?"

I’m supposed to know her from childhood?

Think fast.

"We ran into each other at some corporate thing when we were younger," I said. "I didn’t recognize you with the purple hair."

Noel’s jaw tightened.

"Of course you didn’t. You never paid attention to anything important."

Aurora cleared her throat.

"Maybe we should get started on the breakdown? We only have an hour."

Smart girl. Redirecting before things got messy.

Noel sighed and scooted her chair closer to mine so I could see her laptop screen.

Her shoulder brushed against mine as she pulled up the incident report Reeves had sent. The contact was brief but I felt the warmth through the fabric of her blazer.

"Fine," Noel said. "Since you apparently can’t be bothered to bring basic supplies, I’ll share. But don’t think this means I’m doing the work for you."

"Wouldn’t dream of it."

Aurora opened the report on her own screen while Nolan pulled up what looked like a tactical map of the Eastport cargo terminal.

"Okay," Aurora said. "So the incident report says Latitude arrived at the scene with three sidekicks at 14:22. The Syndicate Five had already been on site for approximately eight minutes by that point."

Nolan scrolled through his map.

"The cargo terminal has four main entry points. North gate, south gate, harbor access, and a maintenance entrance on the west side. According to this, Latitude’s team entered through the north gate."

"Which gave the villains time to set up positions," I said.

Noel glanced at me.

"Obvious observation. Keep up."

"The report mentions Red Mask’s amplification ability wasn’t on file before this incident," Aurora continued. "So Latitude had no way to know the Syndicate Five would be more dangerous together than apart."

I leaned forward.

But he should’ve known better than to assume.

"Doesn’t matter if the ability was on file or not. Five versus four is bad math. Especially when you’re bringing sidekicks against unknowns."

"They’re not unknowns," Noel said. "The Syndicate Five had been tracked for months. Their individual abilities were documented."

"Individual abilities don’t mean shit when they’re working together. That’s the whole point of the footage."

Noel’s eyes narrowed but she didn’t argue.

Aurora typed something into her laptop.

"The incident timeline shows that Bedrock engaged Latitude directly while Surge and Tidecaller focused on the sidekicks. Blink was moving between targets and Red Mask stayed back."

"Classic coordination," Nolan said. "Keep the strongest hero busy while you eliminate his support."

"Then why didn’t Latitude call for backup before engaging?" I asked.

The table went quiet.

Aurora scrolled through the report.

"It says here that Latitude radioed dispatch when he arrived on scene but marked the situation as Code Yellow. Manageable threat with no immediate request for assistance."

"Pride," I said.

Noel turned to look at me fully.

"What?"

"He was being prideful. Three-star hero shows up to handle some Two-Star villains and calls for help immediately? That’s bad optics. Makes him look weak to the public and probably tanks his hero rating."

Nolan frowned.

"Or maybe he genuinely thought he could handle it."

"Same thing. He thought he could handle it because calling for help would make him look incompetent. So he gambled."

Aurora bit her lower lip.

"The report does mention that Sentinel Shield Agency has been under review for performance issues this quarter. Two failed captures and a botched hostage situation."

"There you go," I said. "Latitude needed a clean win. So he went in confident and got his team hospitalized for it."

Noel was still looking at me.

Not with the usual hostility. Something closer to evaluation.

"You’re saying Latitude prioritized his reputation over his team’s safety."

"I’m saying he made a tactical decision based on incomplete information and personal pressure. It bit him in the ass."

Nolan shook his head.

"That’s pretty cynical."

"Is it wrong?"

He didn’t answer immediately.

Aurora broke the silence.

"Okay. So if we were in Latitude’s position, what would we have done differently?"

Nolan straightened in his seat.

"First thing, I’d have called for backup the moment I confirmed five targets. No reason to take the risk."

"Assuming backup is available," Noel said. "The report mentions Photon was on patrol two districts over. Response time was ten minutes."

"Ten minutes is a long time in a fight," I said.

"Exactly. So calling for backup isn’t a solution if they can’t arrive in time to make a difference."

Aurora tapped her pen against her laptop.

"What about containment instead of engagement? Set up a perimeter and wait for reinforcements?"

"The Syndicate Five were actively loading stolen tech onto boats," Nolan said. "If Latitude had waited, they would’ve escaped."

I leaned back in my chair.

"Then you don’t wait. You disable their escape routes first."