The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 21

Standing in front of a vermilion gate worth three million, Elara in her white lab coat dropped her suitcase.

“Mom, Dad, Bro, and sis, I’m back.”

Sienna dashed over like a shot, grabbed Elara’s hand, and gave her the once–over with the same serious scrutiny she’d given Noella earlier, her heart aching with concern.

“Elara, have you lost even more weight? Aren’t you eating well in Emerald County? Mom’s got some soup ready to beef you up.”

Elara shook her head, “No need, I’m doing great.”

She turned around, her gaze zeroing in on Noella, who was surrounded by the four sons of the Schnabel family.

Noella stood gracefully, her delicate face bearing a high resemblance to Sienna, but her brows and eyes held Marcel’s sharp authority, making her seem like a rare orchid in a deserted valley. breathtakingly beautiful.

Elara couldn’t help but admire inwardly; her sister was indeed a Schnabel through and through, her beauty was enough to make one’s heart skip a beat!

“Hey there, I’m Elara, and this is a little something for you.”

Elara took out a small box from her suitcase, revealing a colorful feather hair clip inside. Each feather shimmered like gold under the lights, casting enchanting, fleeting glimmers, dazzling enough to rival diamonds.

“This came from one of my experiments, not worth much. If you don’t like it, no sweat…”

After all, her experiments involved tens of thousands of chickens.

Upon hearing that the hair clip was extracted from those chickens, Yvonne took a big step back.

“Elara, it’s cool you love your research and all, but bringing something like this straight from the lab? Gross!”

Noella was taken aback. She knew about this hair clip: just last month, Emerald County’s Research Institute No. 3 reportedly bred a specimen closest to a chicken breed from 3000 years ago, the Phoenix Lab No. 6.

Institute No. 3 was a top–secret project within all of Harmonia Country’s research initiatives, and who would’ve thought Elara was its head honcho!

The value of this feather hair clip wasn’t something that could be measured in money; it was a significant leap for human research, bound to have a profound impact on various fields in Harmonia Country!

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clip and said, “Thanks, Elara, I really like it, but isn’t it too

probably the hassle of getting it out of

chicken feather like a

her slender figure and neatly trimmed short

the sweetest, softest creature!

procedure’s no biggie. If it wasn’t such a pain to get out, I would’ve been there to welcome you home too. It’s so annoying. I

Noella was speechless.

a bunch of special forces to keep Elara safe, and even Marcel had to file a report to see her. Over time, Elara got so fed up with

and hugged Noella tightly.

her sister smelled so good! Nothing

on with envy and resentment.

to ruffle the fluff on her head, helplessly watching Elara snuggle with Noella.

Yvonne was dumbfounded.

She was actually

time in the sticks had rubbed off on her. A bookworm and a bumpkin, and the

to

you like that rustic charm, but

was on the verge of tears! She tugged at Elara’s sleeve and

a hint, always interrupting her sisterly bonding time. “Alright, to the

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kids had their own private study, and Tristan and Sienna never

study, Yvonne burst into tears as soon as she entered.

she was even flirting with several guys on the street. We’re the true daughters of the Schnabel family, and she’ll definitely rob you blind, leaving you with nothing! Elara, you’re the

pulled out her phone and showed a video she’d

of vigor, munching through a dozen oranges,

illness.

good appetite. At her age, she shouldn’t be eating so much sweet stuff. How are you taking care of her? And those cupcakes, are they really something

loss for words. She only bought all that stuff to show off to Ashlyn, trying

eating it too, so what gives Elara, who’s hardly ever around

sick because of Noella! Elara, did you not hear what I said? The moment she got

so Noella’s not into onions and ginger, huh? And she digs Amethyst gems? I’ve got a set too, and I’ll bring it to