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!”

to the nines, driving a car that cost less

Palmer, t

was reduced to driving a manual sedan worth a

make this

see this and think the Pollack Group has gone

up…”

this

hear me out! No girl is into clunkers. Ms. Noella must be feeling down after seeing the paper;

“Won’t I scare her

cars now, showcasing your power, is

“Alright, got it.”

Meanwhile.

Azure store’s back office, Noella’s slender fingers tapped away at

up info from a

came through the

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

“Disregard it.”

Lunaris also landed in her deep web account

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

“We’ve had dealings.”

with you public. Should we cut all ties with them, too?”

if it weren’t for the boss’s behind–the–scenes aid, did Vincent really think he

boss did so much for the Lambert family, and Vincent cut her loose as if they couldn’t

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on the

cooperation, claim damages from the Lambert

Erek was astounded.

they had every right to hit up the Lambert

was getting psyched!

draft the paperwork! Let Vincent taste bankruptcy!”

murmured an acknowledgment, ignoring the intricate web of data,

along Rising Glory Mall’s luxury

Imperial City for

hand around a few times, flashing what he thought was a killer smile.

he wouldn’t have had the chance to escape

about the fresh faces, the new models showing up tonight made Milford’s heart itch

bags for Briony was also a way to

documents; you really pulled the Rosenberg family out of the

picture of a

she still doing in

frowned, eyeing Noella at the entrance of Rising Glory Mall: Dressed in a simple outfit, Noella stepped into

wild guys she’s snagged. I really don’t get what they

her!”

in

hadn’t been for her, he wouldn’t be in this

bed. Briony, you’re the one who’s meant to be my