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.

be tampered with last time, but now It’s Sexton’s excuse for

a dedicated production line just for you, and I personally

listen, and I won’t

with a massive cluster of artificial flowers screaming for attention, and her skirt supported by a huge crinoline

was a

Ms.

a psychedelic trip! And it was a

a fellow blue–blooded young lady, how could her taste be so… backwoods?

preferred a clean, neat look.

no–go zone.

would you mind changing into something more appropriate? Your outfit isn’t quite fitting for a lady of your

who stood a head taller in a professional suit.

Who’s this chick?

is she to criticize my careful selection for seeing Palmer?

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

too, so how can you endorse such workplace

I am Palmer’s fiancée,

Annie was flabbergasted!

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

saw

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“And you are?”

Yvonne from the Schnabel family. I

at her glistening lids. “Yvonne? Never

Sexton didn’t recognize her.

was icy, devoid of

she claims she saved you

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

panicked as her lie was exposed.

to lie. I really am Professor Calvin’s student, and I know how to take care of your grandfather, so let me stay and

aura as formidable as a natural–born Satan, cold

and don’t you ever come back to see my grandfather again. You and I

face turned pale with shock. How could he be so heartless to

your fiancée…”

the Schnabel family dares to call herself my fiancée? Since when did the

How in the world did Palmer get wind of

“I truly love you, Palmer, and I’m the one who’s meant to be your wife. Marry me and you’ll see I’m the best choice!”

stepped up. scooped up Yvonne

could enjoy some peace and quiet.

was so much quieter, and a real

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