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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I really like it, but isn’t it too precious?”

the hassle of getting it out of the research

treating a chicken feather like a treasure.

neatly trimmed short hair complementing

sister is the sweetest, softest creature!

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

and hugged Noella tightly.

so good!

on with envy and resentment. They wanted

fluff on her head, helplessly watching Elara

Yvonne was dumbfounded.

lost her marbles? She was actually hugging

off on her. A bookworm and a bumpkin,

need to talk to you about

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 a city slicker. Don’t be an eyesore

Elara’s sleeve

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

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private study, and Tristan and Sienna never pried into their affairs, allowing the kids to forge their own

in the study, Yvonne burst into tears as soon

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 someone else? We should team up and kick Noella out:

and showed a video she’d taken of

munching through a

illness.

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

She only bought all that stuff

too, so what gives Elara, who’s hardly

The moment she got home, she snagged Mom’s Amethyst gem and banned any food with onions or

nodded and said, “Oh, so Noella’s not into onions and ginger, huh? And she digs