The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 3

Briony was freaking out that If things got too heated, Noella might bail on leaving.

“Mom, I’ll hit the mall with you later to chill you out. I heard that Master Azure’s new fall collection is out, and if we’re late, It’ll be sold out. You know Master Azure’s stuff is always priceless.-

Briony was secretly thrilled at the thought of Noella having zilch to do with these high–society luxuries, maybe even having to get up at dawn to feed the chickens. She couldn’t help but smirk, her eyes landing on the car at the door. Suddenly, she gasped.

“Yikes, what’s up with that car…”

Everyone looked where she was pointing.

Briony had never seen such a casual sedan before.

The car was pitch black with zero bling, and the logo was something Briony had never laid eyes on – definitely not a luxury brand or anything.

Moreover, the car was filthy as hell, caked in dust so thick it almost had a matte finish.

The idea that this vehicle might’ve rolled straight out of some chicken coop in Emerald County, possibly with chicken poop still on the tires, disgusted the Lambert family, causing them to recoil and step back in revulsion.

Talk about embarrassing!

The driver hopped out, his gaze scanning until it landed on Noella.

In an instant, he knew she was the one he was there for!

Her face, a dead ringer for Mrs. Schnabel’s, was unforgettable at a glance- captivating and clear, as if she had stepped out of a painting, impossible to look away from.

The driver bowed. “Miss, welcome home! The lord and lady have a special status and couldn’t come to get you, the one and only Miss in the family, themselves. We hope you aren’t upset about it. We’ve got a welcome home bash ready for you. Unfortunately, we got caught in a dust storm on the way here, so we didn’t have time to wash the car.”

Noella couldn’t figure out the car’s brand either, but it looked kinda familiar.

Wasn’t Emerald County supposed to be some backwater? Why was there even a car?

Her family seemed different from what she’d imagined.

“The one and only Miss? Thought I had an elder sister?”

“Yes, you’re the only daughter of the young master and his lady. Old Lady Schnabel said no matter what, you’re the only true Miss of the family! The other young masters and misses have no objections. From now on, at home, your word is law! I’m Wren, the lord’s driver. This is his

personal car. Everyone’s stoked for you to come home!”

face sporting the honest grin typical of the

he explained

slightly, this family seemed different from

“I’ll go grab your luggage. If there’s too much, I’ll get more people to help.

but figured a young lady would have

from the family move, even her stuffed

the car, simply stating.

bit stunned, then

time he met the miss, and she spoke just like the young masters at home!

told me to thank your

was about to decline when Wren suddenly got drenched head to toe

Wren’s glasses were speckled with droplets, and the water had a weird

how they welcome guests in Tranquility City?”

Lambert family’s nanny clapped her

just dumping some veggie water, didn’t see you there. Thought

Wren was gobsmacked!

only had she dirtied his clothes, but he also still had the Schnabel family’s thank–you gift for the Lambert family on

along with a hefty network, all down

resources to lend the Lambert family a hand. That’s what the Schnabel couple stressed for

it was all

the water and seeing he wasn’t mad, gave him

hurried out to smooth things

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Chapter 3

nanny’s just obsessed with cleanliness. Can’t have such a dirty car rolling

lines, Wren’s ride was too filthy

still–dripping documents, trying to

you, for taking good care of the miss all these

Belinda snickered.

guy in front of her must be

dusty, no–name clothes, probably just

flushed from the highland air, calling Noella ‘miss‘ – pure Mary Sue stuff. Belinda searched but found zilch on the car – it had to be

for show.

her and scram. We’ve got to take Briony to get her custom fall fashion.

she dragged Vincent back

thought, the gift never made it. Guess he’d ask what to

These people…

they didn’t seem to care