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!”

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

Palmer, t

list of young billionaires for six straight years, was reduced to driving a manual sedan worth a mere hundred grand and playing an

couldn’t make this stuff up!

see this and

up…”

likes this

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

“Won’t I scare her

now, showcasing your power,

“Alright, got it.”

Meanwhile.

Mall, Azure store’s back office, Noella’s slender fingers tapped away at the keyboard, and a string of gibberish characters appeared before her.

the data, pulling up info from a website she

came through the site.

a job ad on the deep web, hoping Lunaris will join their

“Disregard it.”

also landed in

a loss, but someone from Abyssal

“We’ve had dealings.”

Lambert–family made their split with you public. Should we cut all ties with them, too?”

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

her loose as if they couldn’t wait to

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tapping her pristine fingers on

spoke softly. “No, based on market cooperation, claim

Erek was astounded.

hit up the Lambert family for the business shortfall!

was getting

I’ll draft the paperwork! Let

murmured an acknowledgment, ignoring the intricate web of data,

pushed a somewhat recovered Milford along Rising Glory Mall’s

too good to me, taking me to Imperial City for a shopping spree just after getting

a few times, flashing

for Briony dragging him out, he wouldn’t have had the chance to escape Tranquility City and hit up

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

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

the Rosenberg

beamed, the picture of a blushing, bashful woman.

still doing

of Rising Glory Mall: Dressed in a

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

her!”

flickered in Milford’s eyes.

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

you’re the one who’s meant