The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 30

Once Noella sees him, she would surely soften up! After all, he’s the dad who’s raised her for over a decade!

However, Vincent started to waver. “That chick’s definitely scrubbing floors at Rising Glory Mall, but who knows what time she clocks in every day? If she’s a no–show, am I supposed to just hang around? That’s just a blow to my dignity.”

How can he, a big shot businessman in Tranquility City, stoop to loitering around a mall entrance for a cleaner? How’s he gonna face anyone after that?

“Mr. Lambert, why don’t you just chill at a café near Rising Glory Mall and wait it out? Bet you’ll spot Noella in no time.”

Vincent thought it over and, gritting his teeth, agreed to the plan.

“This is all Noella’s fault. Just wait till Belinda and Briony are out of the police station; I’ll show

her!”

“Of course, Noella’s family is nothing but a bunch of unreasonable bumpkins. In the end, they’ll have to listen to you.”

The Schnabel Mansion’s vast living room was filled with jewelry boxes. Among them, diamond and gemstone necklaces shimmered inside their velvet cases, with a pink diamond necklace worth a whopping billion right in the center. Each diamond boasted three carats, with the centerpiece rivaling the size of a pigeon’s egg, sparkling like crazy!

Yvonne was practically blinded by the sea of diamond necklaces as soon as she walked in!

Did Sienna buy all these?

Sienna always had a thing for jewels, stocking up every year. As a lady of the Schnabel family’s status, jewels were an essential part of Sienna’s getup.

meant Yvonne

Elara, on the other hand, couldn’t care less about these trinkets; it was always Yvonne who accompanied Sienna on her jewelry hauls. Sienna’s shopping sprees inevitabl would manage to snag a little something for herself.

Now, drool practically dripped down Yvonne’s chin at the sight of all those diamond necklaces! She had already picked out which one she’d drape around her neck!

“Mom, what in the world are you doing?”

Sienna waved her over. “Noella’s birthday bash is just around the corner, and I need to pick out a necklace to wear. Come help me decide which one’s a fit!”

Yvonne, feigning difficulty, picked up a rather old–fashioned jade necklace.

“This one’s the perfect match for you, Mom. That pink diamond’s nice, sure, but a tad too

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tax your

on that necklace the

not that Sienna couldn’t rock the pink diamond, a beauty like her would dazzle with

that Stenna would remove the pink diamond necklace as an option if she mentioned it to her first. And just like

the jade necklace

then, Give the pink diamond one to Noella.”

smile froze solid!

that necklace is for

of these are for her. I managed to snag a jade necklace

thinking this must

there- diamonds, rubles, and even some rare pearls. Together, they could buy a villa

that country

accessory shopping with Sienna, Yvonne might score a necklace with a

these goodies?

just too much. Noella’s room

her off. “Nonsense. We’ll just buy more rooms if we must. For these things, space is hardly an issue. I just

was at a loss for

bumpkin get it all! She’s a

face almost twisted in agony at the thought

way, this should all be

Yvonne and spoke up softly, “Ms. Yvonne, these treasures should be yours. Ms. Noella has just

turned to the

Yvonne. I know your character best. You’re the true Schnabel daughter, the perfect match for the

I do? Mom and Dad

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that Ms. Noella used to have a fiancé. Maybe you should dig into it. For all we know, she might not be a virgin, and certainly not worthy of the Schnabel or

sparkled in

sure that girl was too humiliated to stay with

Rising Glory Mall, Vincent paced back and forth at the mall entrance, shifting his weight from foot to foot. He’d been waiting here

café closed, yet he still hadn’t caught a glimpse

now? He’d show up post–lunch, post–nap, and wait until the café kicked

was beyond irritated, his feet

the curb, its flashy emblem dazzling Vincent’s

tiny white cape and a matching light blue hat. She was a knockout, with skin as smooth as porcelain, and every move she made oozed the grace and composure of a high–society lady- just like a

her as

you to spring your mom and sister from the slammer, and here you are, out shopping like you haven’t got a care in the world!

was obviously a knockoff, with not a logo in sight – she must’ve snagged it from some sketchy online