The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 16

Beckett whisped out a pass card and handed it over to Noella.

“Here’s the key to every mall under Rising Glory. It’s loaded with a 5% stock of the group. You can now strut into any place like you own it. No more waiting in line to get in.”

Stock?

Sackett cracked a smile, the affection on his handsome face growing.

“You’re my sis; tossing a few shares your way is a piece of cake, and it makes shopping a breeze. Just swipe the card I gave you – the sky’s the limit. If it’s not enough, holler at me!”

“Do the other brothers have one too?”

Beckett said matter–of–factly, “What makes those rascals think they can score shares from me? I’ve had this card ready for ages, just waiting to hand it over when you got back.”

Years ago, when the four Schnabel boys found out Elara wasn’t their blood sister, they started planning the perfect welcome–back present.

Counting the two cards Beckett gave away, they still had a whole bunch of goodies up their

sleeves!

Beckett was sick of the homegrown troublemakers, but now that his sweet and cuddly sis was back, he was all in on spoiling her rotten!

After all she was their very own flesh and blood!

How about lunch with me? The rooftop garden is my special creation just for you! I’ll clear it out for a private spin?”

Getting a table at Rising Glory Mall’s rooftop garden was something money couldn’t even buy.

Noella was about to say she had plans later, but looking into Beckett’s hopeful eyes, the word

ho just wouldn’t come out

No need to clear the place. I’ll have lunch with you.”

“Alright your wish is my command.”

Beckett gazed at his little sister, liking her more by the second, his face beaming with a panemal warmth that could match their parents“.

She really knew how to make his day, so understanding and considerate!

Beaming with joy. Beckett gave Noella a few instructions and then zipped off to work.

Meanwhile the security guard stood in front of Belinda and her crew, politely but firmly informing them they were banned from shopping at Rising Glory Group establishments.

Belinda fumed. “Why can’t we shop? We’re customers, too! What’s the deal with Rising Glory

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going to

in. “Yeah, sir, we specifically came to snag Master Azure’s new release. Why can’t we shop?”

fake smile. “Sorry, you’ve crossed a line with someone you

was speechless. What the

Rising Glory Group, where would she and

to

a wave of the guard’s hand, a squad of security swooped in, grabbed the struggling trio,

Mr. Schnabel has made it clear, by crossing our young miss, you’re

clap of his hands, the guard sauntered off.

themselves from the three wannabes who seemed to have the logos of luxury brands stamped on their faces, especially after hearing they had offended the young miss of Rising Glory

couldn’t believe it.

thrown out like that?

or Rosenberg families

tears. “Mom, when did we ever cross Rising

talked to my sister!”

Group’s young miss? We

sister? She’s a country bumpkin, not fit to be your sister. From now on, steer clear of

dusted himself off as he stood up.

Glory Group’s CEO having a sister. Could it be

girl’s from Emerald County. You know how poor she

1. clinging to us, what young miss? Maybe that little tramp is up

I’ve watched you grow up; I

and dream husband. She

Briony and I are young;

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frowned, holding back further

his buddies about

is he going after Noella? I’m his

must be behind this, aiming for the Rosenberg family. After all you

she

with cold calculation. “If that little wretch isn’t back in Emerald County, It’s only natural for

the Azure’s

thick reservation list,

new store, and the profit is pretty sweet! But why on earth do you insist on

“I own shares in

Kitai was flabbergasted!

one pocket to the other, and by doing that. you’re making the whole Rising

exactly what she had

just thought Beckett had it tough and wanted to lend her big bro a hand. Besides, she was holding onto his supplementary card – helping her big bro rake in the cash was like padding

over the moon. “Yesterday, some filthy rich dude ordered a thousand pieces of clothing from us. We even sold off the stock that was

“Who?”