The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 42

Up on the second floor of Serene Haven, Noella was getting dolled up.

The Schnabel family had roped in a top international makeup squad to primp Noella to perfection.

“Miss, your face is just drop–dead gorgeous, and that figure? Outta this world! Skinniest waist I’ve ever measured!”

“Oh boy! She’s like the final masterpiece from the Goddess of Creation herself! My mug in comparison? Just a slapdash clay pinch from the Goddess.”

In the vanity mirror, a touch of makeup graced Noella’s face, her stunning beauty even breathtaking, difficult to even look away from!

Sienna was over the moon. “Baby, you’re a knockout! A chip off the old block!”

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Yvonne sauntered in from outside, handing over her phone. “Mom, Grandma’s on the line for you.”

Ashlyn’s booming voice blasts from the receiver. “Noella, why aren’t you here taking care of me today? Get yourself to the hospital, pronto!”

Sienna was grinning through gritted teeth. “Mom, it’s Noella’s birthday bash today. We’ve got a whole lineup of blue–blooded pals to meet later. There’s no time for the hospital. How about I set you up with twenty caregivers instead?”

“Caregivers can’t hold a candle to your own flesh and blood! If Noella’s too good for this old hag, just spit it out.”

Sienna could barely keep the smile on her face!

Noella chimed in cool as a cucumber, “Yep, too good.”

“Ha! Knew it! You think you’re too good for me! But tough luck! As long as you’re a Schnabel, I’m your grandma! Drop whatever it is you’re doing, and come to the hospital today! Otherwise, I’ll spill to the press about your ungrateful ways, saying you’re unfit to be a Schnabel!”

Ashlyn huffed, “Don’t think I don’t know you swiped my prayer beads, you uncultured bastard…” Sienna fired back, “Mom, Noella is the real deal, my own flesh and blood, Dad’s beloved granddaughter. What’s this ‘bastard‘ talk? That’s way out of line!”

“I don’t care. Her manners are lacking, even snatching my prayer beads! Who knows what bad seed she’s picked that up from!”

Sienna almost burst into laughter.

Ashlyn wouldn’t dare bad–mouth her son Tristan; she was practically saying Sienna was the bad influence corrupting Noella!

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Yvonne was giddy with delight!

“Noella, did you really swipe Grandma’s stuff?”

with all these guests coming over, the Schnabels surely wouldn’t stand

as arresting as a captivating landscape

600 million, earrings 300 million, bracelet 100 million. and this dress is a bespoke creation by Master Azure, worth a pretty penny. I’m not

was livid. “What’s that supposed to mean? You calling

I can’t help it. But when

beads were her constant companion. She knew full well

not.

tags on Noella’s bling, are

were filthy rich, but this

the value of those items, was green with

all that swag be

hospital, and weren’t back for the global.

coming today? I’ll contact the reporters right now and tell them how

up with

silence in the room, the staff

showdown feels like? Would they end

back the tears, looking like a sorrowful

decent wedding. My parents always thought the Schnabels were a disgrace. They’ve never set foot in the Schnabel house

clothes in the yard in the dead of winter, cook and

fat. Almost drove me to postpartum depression, thank goodness your

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of the wife’s tears and the sister’s woes brought the Schnabel men

embraced Sienna, his heart aching for

me, and now she’s after my daughter! Tristan, I’m telling you,

How would

frowned slightly, looking

go. We’ll go for

Ashlyn was just looking for trouble.

She knows who we are. Otherwise, I could go. I’d hate to see Noella’s first homecoming party get interrupted…”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got

whipped out her phone and called

your birthday; leave your

his big–shot status

events.

skeptical. “Grandpa, can you handle

you mean, ‘can I handle it“? Just watch and

busted out of his ward and

and said in a deep voice, “If Noella doesn’t get to properly enjoy her

was all stunned.