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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and said, “Thanks, Elara, I

by ‘precious‘ was probably the hassle of getting it out of the

treating a chicken feather like

the first time, her slender figure and neatly trimmed short hair complementing her delicate and graceful visage, dimples popping as she smiled.

a sister is the sweetest, softest creature!

that’s all that matters. The 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 might just blow up the lab one day and try to make

Noella was speechless.

keep Elara safe, and even Marcel had to file a report to see her. Over

resist and hugged Noella

smelled so good! Nothing like her stinky brothers!

on with envy and resentment. They wanted to hug their sister too!

they only dared to ruffle the fluff on her head, helplessly watching Elara snuggle

Yvonne was dumbfounded.

was actually hugging that

time in the sticks had rubbed off on her. A bookworm and a bumpkin, and the most beautiful, elegant daughter of the Schnabel family could only be

talk to you

rustic charm, but others might think you’re a country girl trying to be a city slicker. Don’t be an eyesore and go

of tears! She tugged at Elara’s sleeve and said, “Elara, I really have something important to

hint, always interrupting her sisterly

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and Sienna never pried into

into tears as soon as she

she’s nothing but a sly fox, pretending to be all pitiful on her first day back to make Mom, Dad, and the brothers feel guilty. Today, 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 real deal, a true Schnabel daughter. why should you give up everything for

showed a video she’d taken of Ashlyn in the

vigor, munching through a dozen oranges, showing

illness.

raised an eyebrow and said, “Grandma seems to have a good appetite. At her age, she shouldn’t be eating so much sweet stuff. How are you

that stuff to show off to Ashlyn, trying

so what gives Elara, who’s hardly ever around Ashlyn, the right to

moment she got home, she snagged Mom’s Amethyst gem and banned

not into onions and ginger, huh? And she digs