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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your aura.

eye on that necklace

rock the pink diamond, a beauty like her would dazzle with any jewel exuding elegance and

pink diamond necklace as an option if she mentioned it to her first. And just

enough, Sienna grabbed the jade necklace Yvonne mentioned

this one then, Give the pink diamond one to

smile froze solid!

necklace is for

the treasure trove before them. “All of these are for

was shocked, thinking this must be a jokel

be at least a hundred necklaces there- diamonds, rubles, and even

for that country bumpkin?

with Sienna, Yvonne might score a necklace with a measly two–carat diamond. And now,

these goodies?

this is just too much. Noella’s room won’t even hold

For these things, space is hardly an issue. I just hope Noella likes them,

was at a loss for words.

get it

among jewels that should’ve been hers, her face almost twisted in agony at the thought that they were all for Noella!

should all be

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

the

Ashlyn. I watched you grow up, Ms. Yvonne. I know your character best. You’re the true Schnabel daughter, the perfect match for the

do? Mom and Dad are totally duped by

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while cooking 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 Pollack families.”

sparkled in Yvonne’s

an ex–fiancé! She’d make sure that girl was too humiliated to stay with the Schnabels!

the mall entrance, shifting his weight from

he hung around until the café closed, yet he still hadn’t caught

show up post–lunch, post–nap, and wait until the café kicked

beyond irritated, his feet

pulled up at the curb, its flashy emblem dazzling Vincent’s eyes.

blue dress paired with a tiny white cape and a matching light blue hat. She was a knockout, with skin

her

and sister from the slammer, and here you are, out shopping like you haven’t got a care

a logo in sight – she must’ve snagged it from some sketchy online store.