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?

losing my marbles? You really want to drive me nuts! Is this how your parents raised you? Ha, such a fine

compliment, Grandma. I think

was speechless again.

was immune to both carrots

meds for today. Just seeing your face gives

“Alright.”

ever so compliant, headed out to the nurse’s station and picked up Ashlyn’s medication for

furrowed slightly. “Is this

of them are additions she insisted on. We just prepare them daily as she requests; the rest is out of

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

their own meds now?

to complain

character was something Noella was beginning

and these fresh–faced nurses were no match for Marcel’s wife.

get it. You go on with

the medical staff

pulled out her phone and

you swing by Imperial

finally decided to call me! I’m on my way! Wait

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to want to say more, but Noella hung

too chatty for her liking,

got your meds.”

up, took the medicine from Noella’s hand, and

my meds? They look different from what

suspected that Ashlyn had a severe case

the security footage: I brought them straight from the nurse’s

you have the guts for that. Just so you know, as long as I’m alive, you’re not

said calmly. “But I go there every day.”

would she

nearly choked with rage!

cheeky girl just as unlikeable in her speech as her mother! Just looking at

medicine, Ashlyn started

bathroom; I need to go.”

when did you become

Are you cursing me?!”

own. If you

but to haul herself

the sweet and helpful Yvonne, who always

using the bathroom, Ashlyn started clutching her heart and sighing

hard, even the gods can’t bear to watch… oh

you planning

miraculously disappeared as she sat bolt

you’re trying to kill me! What do you mean? Did your mother teach you to say