The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 38

Ashlyn squinted her eyes. lying on the bed and looking all high and mighty at Noella, who had Rust walked in through the door. She snorted coldly. “Do you even know what time it is? Do I even exist to you anymore?”

Noella replied with indifference. “It’s seven in the morning. Can’t you tell the time? I thought second graders learned that. Maybe I should get you one of those talking digital clocks tomorrow.”

The wall clock was right there beside Ashlyn’s bed, impossible to miss. So, she must’ve forgotten how to tell time.

Ashlyn was so angry her chest heaved, and she was about to lose grip on her prayer beads!

“Great, just great, you little brat, trying to send me to an early grave, huh? I asked you here to take care of me, not to act like some spoiled princess.”

Noella was baffled. “Grandma, your mood swings are kind of intense. Should I get a neurologist. to check on you?”

Ashlyn was speechless.

Looking at Noella’s face, which bore a 60-70% resemblance to Sienna, Ashlyn’s mouth and nose almost twisted together in anger!

“Don’t you think you’ll have an easy time under my roof! Come here, I want an apple. Peel one for me.”

Noella sat down, picked up an apple from the fruit basket, and peeled it for Ashlyn.

No sooner had she finished peeling than Ashlyn’s eyebrows shot up. “What kind of peeling is this? You’ve taken half the flesh off! What am I supposed to eat?”

In Noella’s other hand was the apple skin, thin as a cicada’s wing. “If you don’t fancy the flesh, you can nibble on the skin, though I wouldn’t recommend it.”

Ashlyn was speechless again.

Country bumpkins like her surely had done plenty of rough and unsophisticated farm work. Peeling apples was something ladies and misses of high society would never dream of doing themselves.

Ashlyn glared at Noella with contempt in her eyes.

“I’ve lost my appetite. Get me a glass of water. I want it hot.”

“Sure thing.”

Noella stood up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Ashlyn.

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“You damned girl, are you trying to scald me to death?”

Noella took out a thermometer. “The water’s 104 degrees Fahrenheit. If that’s too hot for you, maybe it’s time to consult a psychiatrist.”

Ashlyn was speechless.

Who the heck would carry around a thermometer for food?

marbles? You really want to drive me nuts! Is this how your parents raised you? Ha, such a fine daughter of the Schnabel

I

speechless

immune to both

to the nurse’s station and fetch my meds for today. Just seeing your

“Alright.”

ever so compliant, headed out to the nurse’s station and

the medicine box, Noella’s brow furrowed slightly. “Is this all Ashlyn’s

quickly explained, “Yes, some of them are additions she insisted on. We just prepare them

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

just add their

nurse looked distressed. “She warned us not to tell Dr. Calvin, threatening to complain about

Noella was beginning to understand.

bullying was within her wheelhouse, and these fresh–faced nurses were no match

go

meds! But it was evident that the medical staff didn’t arrange them; it was

Noella pulled out her phone

Noella. Can you swing by

call me! I’m on my way! Wait

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but Noella hung up and promptly

simply too chatty for her liking, a real

your meds.”

took the medicine from Noella’s

They look different from what

words. Now, she suspected

can check the security footage: I brought them

know, as long as I’m alive, you’re not setting

said calmly. “But I go there

she get

was nearly choked with rage!

unlikeable in her speech as her mother! Just looking at her brought bad luck, nothing like

taking her medicine, Ashlyn started bossing Noella around

to the bathroom;

you

you implying? Are you cursing me?!”

to manage on their own. If you can’t, I’ll call a doctor to fit you with a catheter

choice but to haul herself up to use the

compared to the sweet and helpful

started clutching her heart and

even the gods can’t bear to

planning on

as she sat bolt upright, trembling finger pointed at Noella.

kill me! What do you mean? Did your mother teach you to