The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 23

The four Schnabel brothers widened their eyes.

Elara, you’re totally cheating here!

Ulrich flashed a meaningful smile, his eyes shimmering with ripples like a serene autumn pond, as his gaze landed on the hairpin atop Noella’s head.

On the hairpin he had carved himself, he had also stealthily inscribed: “I love you!”

The butler hurried forward, “Mr. Schnabel, Palmer has sent over two gifts.”

Tristan scratched his head. “Two gifts? Should be one for the elders and one for Noella, right? After all, Noella and him are still engaged. The kid sure knows how to curry favor!”

Sienna looked puzzled. “But Palmer doesn’t know Noella’s back home, so how come he’s sending her a gift?*

The butler explained, “One’s for you, Mr. and Mrs. Schnabel, and one for Ulrich, as a thank–you for saving Sexton Pollack.”

“When did I save Sexton?”

Noella knew full well that the gift from the Pollack family was meant for her but they mistook Ulrich for her.

She discreetly tugged Ulrich’s hand and whispered, “Ulrich, just take it.”

Ulrich’s heart nearly melted when a soft little hand gripped his suddenly!

Thinking it over, since Noella had been at the hospital lately, she might know the scoop. Tossing all rational thought aside, Ulrich, with a genteel smile, played along. “That was me. I helped Sexton with a prescription before. Mr. Pollack is too kind.”

Sienna playfully scolded, “You didn’t even give us a heads–up. You almost had me thinking Mr. Pollack got the wrong person. We’ve invited Mr. Pollack to Noella’s birthday party; they can meet the kids then!”

Noella was confused. What’s that got to do with me? Engagement? When?”

Seeing how the Schnabels were all hyped up, Noella didn’t have the heart to burst their bubble.

Imperial West Hospital, patient room

Yvonne, holding a nourishing tonic soup, took her sweet time fixing up her look outside Sexton’s

room.

“Palmy, this is the soup I made for…”

Inside, Palmer was locked in a standoff with Sexton over taking his medicine.

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“I’m not taking It! There’s nothing wrong with me, and it was the wrong meds last time that made me sick! They are all bad stuff, out to get mel”

Palmer was helpless.

meds to be tampered with last time, but now It’s Sexton’s excuse for not taking

this batch was made on a dedicated production line just for you, and I personally oversaw it, so

I won’t take

ignored, promptly stepped forward, her hat adorned with a massive cluster of artificial flowers screaming for attention, and her skirt supported by a huge crinoline that required

a bit

with Ms. Schnabel?

psychedelic trip! And it was a hospital, not

lady, how could her taste be so…

a clean, neat look. Yvonne’s getup was like jumping

no–go zone.

changing into something more appropriate? Your outfit isn’t quite fitting for a lady

Annie who stood a head taller in

Who’s this chick?

she to criticize my careful selection for seeing

swept over Annie’s supermodel–like face and figure, scoffing. “And who are you, some random chick? Worthy of standing next to Palmer? Once we’re married, I’ll have him fire all the female

so how can you endorse such

am Palmer’s fiancée, the

Annie was flabbergasted!

like this, what if she actually married Mr. Pollack? That would plunge the

Yvonne and saw a colorful blob standing there.

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“And you are?”

aside, fawning over him. “Grandpa Sexton, I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family. I specially brewed

eyes drying out looking at her glistening lids. “Yvonne? Never heard of a Schnabel

Sexton didn’t recognize her.

icy, devoid of

saved you last time.”

disbelief. “What? No, no, no, definitely not her. The one who saved me was way prettier, had better taste. It was definitely

her lie

your grandfather, so let me stay and look after him, and it would be

aura as formidable as a

come back to see my grandfather again.

pale with shock. How could he be so heartless to her!

I’m your

out a snort of disdain, his eyes deep and dark, “A mere adopted daughter of the Schnabel family dares to call herself my fiancée? Since when did the Schnabels grow such a

in the world did

and I’m the one who’s meant to be

and instantly, a bodyguard stepped up. scooped up Yvonne in a sideways hold because of her outrageous hat and

Sexton could enjoy some peace and quiet.

much quieter, and a real whiz at chess too. What was her name? I

memory had been a bit spotty since his surgery. He was probably talking about Elara, the national youth chess champion from a few