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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the hair clip and said, “Thanks, Elara, I really like it, but

was probably the hassle of getting it

a chicken feather like a

lit up with a smile for the first time, her slender figure and neatly

is the

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

Noella was speechless.

to come out, always escorted by a bunch of special forces to keep Elara safe, and even Marcel had to file a report to

and hugged Noella

good! Nothing like her stinky

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

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

Yvonne was dumbfounded.

was actually hugging

off on her. A bookworm and a bumpkin, and the most beautiful, elegant daughter of the Schnabel family could only

need to talk to you about something.”

Noella and turned to Yvonne, “Why are you still dressed so badly? People know you like that rustic charm, but others might think you’re a country girl trying to be

the verge of tears! She tugged at Elara’s sleeve and said, “Elara, I really

Yvonne just couldn’t take a hint, always interrupting her sisterly bonding time. “Alright,

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and Tristan and Sienna never pried into their affairs,

in the study, Yvonne burst into tears as

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 someone else?

and showed a video she’d taken of Ashlyn

full of vigor, munching through a dozen oranges, showing no signs

illness.

to have a good appetite. At her age, she shouldn’t be eating so much sweet stuff.

bought all that stuff

was clearly having a blast eating it too, so what gives Elara, who’s hardly ever around Ashlyn, the right to

what I said? The moment she got home, she snagged Mom’s Amethyst gem and banned any food with onions or ginger from the

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 her later!”