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!”

always felt a twinge of pity seeing her boss, dressed to the nines, driving a car that cost less than one

Palmer, t

to driving a manual sedan worth a mere

this stuff

partners will see this

up…”

likes this one.”

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

slightly, uncertain. “Won’t I scare

Switching cars now, showcasing

“Alright, got it.”

Meanwhile.

store’s back office, Noella’s slender fingers tapped away at the keyboard, and a string of gibberish

data, pulling up info from

came

around for the Phantom Surgeon Lunaris, even posted a job ad on

“Disregard it.”

Lunaris also landed in her deep web account

with a deal; it looked like a loss, but someone from Abyssal Organization gave us a leg up. Boss, we in cahoots with Abyssal lately?”

“We’ve had dealings.”

their split with you public. Should we cut all ties

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

much for the Lambert family, and Vincent cut her loose as if they

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on the desk as if pondering.

cooperation, claim damages from the

Erek was astounded.

every right to hit up the Lambert family for the

was getting psyched!

I’ll draft the paperwork! Let Vincent taste

intricate web

Milford along

Imperial City for a shopping spree just after

his plaster–cast hand around a few times, flashing what he

Briony dragging him out, he wouldn’t have had the chance to escape Tranquility City and hit up the grand opening of the latest club in Imperial City.

fresh faces, the new models showing up tonight made Milford’s heart itch with anticipation.

a few bags for Briony was also a way to keep her from tagging

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

the picture of a blushing,

she still

Noella at the entrance of Rising Glory Mall: Dressed in a simple outfit, Noella

be hanging on to those wild guys she’s snagged. I really don’t

her!”

in Milford’s

hadn’t been for her, he wouldn’t be

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