The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 37

Sienna was still kind of hung up on it. Just thinking about Ashlyn’s tricks gives her the

heeble–jeebies.

“Don’t sweat it. Mom. Grandpa’s at Imperial West Hospital. I’ll swing by and check on him, too.”

“Alas, Noella, knock ‘em dead. I’ll sit this one out! I’ll make you a cake tomorrow!”

Noella was speechless. She wasn’t really counting on Sienna tagging along anyway.

Yvonne was beyond shocked.

The gunk Noella was chowing down turned out to be a homemade cupcake by Sienna herself!

Her face was so puckered it was practically twisted.

Yvonne felt a bit of schadenfreude thinking about Noella not getting any brownie points with Ashlyn at the hospital tomorrow.

If this kept up, Noella would definitely steal her thunder!

At Imperial City, the Pollack Mansion.

Annie, with a newspaper in hand, knocked on Palmer’s study door and placed the paper on his desk.

“Read it. I don’t recall being a fan of reading the newspaper.”

“Well, you asked for it, boss, so here goes! “Tranquility City’s Lambert family (originally from Linefort City’s Peace Village) Vincent and Belinda have officially disowned their adopted daughter Noella. The Lambert family wants nothing to do with Noella anymore and hopes to avoid further entanglements, parting ways amicably…“”

She cleared her throat and dramatically read the public notice from the newspaper, but Palmer snatched it before she could finish.

“A public notice from the Lambert family?”

“Yep, they’ve cut ties with Ms. Noella. I did some digging, and she was their adopted daughter. Now that their biological daughter is back, they’ve kicked Noella to the curb.”

Kicked to the curb? How dare they!

Palmer’s thoughts went to her gentle yet defiant face; she cared so much about her family, and yet she was treated like this.

His heart ached uncontrollably! He wanted to see her right now!

Annie, indignant, said, “Ms. Noella is such a gem, and they’ve gone too far!”

Palmer rubbed his temples, stood up, and grabbed his coat and car keys from his desk; this

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beat–up car had become his go–to lately, and even the mansion’s gardener got a new ride.

“Boss, you off to see Ms. Noella? Why not switch cars? This one’s a bit too shabby!”

felt a twinge of pity seeing her boss, dressed to the nines, driving a

Palmer, t

straight years, was reduced to driving a manual

make this

fear our partners will see this and think the Pollack Group has gone

up…”

this

is into clunkers. Ms. Noella must be feeling down after seeing the paper; pick her up in a different

“Won’t

cars now, showcasing

“Alright, got it.”

Meanwhile.

office, Noella’s slender fingers tapped away at the

up info from a

came through

posted a job ad on the deep web, hoping Lunaris will join their crew.”

“Disregard it.”

Lunaris also landed in

a deal; it looked like a loss, but someone from Abyssal Organization gave us a leg up.

“We’ve had dealings.”

split with you public. Should we cut all

was fuming; if it weren’t for the boss’s behind–the–scenes aid, did Vincent really think he was some business whiz? With his smarts? Avoiding bankruptcy

and Vincent cut her loose as if they couldn’t wait to part with

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tapping her pristine fingers on the

softly. “No, based on market cooperation,

Erek was astounded.

up

was getting

the paperwork! Let Vincent taste

acknowledgment, ignoring the intricate web of data, and closed

along

to Imperial City for a shopping spree just after getting better.

a few times,

the chance to escape Tranquility City and hit up the grand opening of the latest

about the fresh faces, the new models showing

was also a way to keep her from tagging along later in the

really pulled the Rosenberg family out of the fire. Don’t worry, I’ll treat

beamed, the picture of a

she still

Mall: Dressed in a simple outfit, Noella stepped

guys she’s snagged. I really don’t

her!”

flickered in

for her, he wouldn’t

She’s made her bed. Briony, you’re the one who’s meant to