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?”

was brimming with anticipation. If Noella actually did take Ashlyn’s stuff, with all these

was as arresting as a captivating landscape painting.

100 million. and this dress is a bespoke creation by Master Azure, worth a pretty penny. I’m not exactly eyeing a 30–grand string of prayer

was livid. “What’s that supposed to

it. But when I left yesterday, those beads were still on your wrist.”

were her constant companion. She knew

not.

makeup artists, hearing the price tags on Noella’s

the Schnabels were filthy rich, but this was next–level

those items, was green with envy!

all that

today, left at the hospital, and weren’t back for the global. live broadcast, Yvonne would step in as the real Schnabel daughter!

contact the reporters right now and tell them how

hung up with a

silence in the room, the

showdown feels like? Would they end up

tears, looking like a sorrowful beauty.

parents always thought the

of winter, cook and serve her meals. My parents never even

drove me to postpartum depression, thank goodness your dad whisked me away! Why is she coming after my

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the wife’s tears and the sister’s woes

his heart aching

how she tormented me, and now she’s after my daughter! Tristan, I’m telling you, if anything goes

hon. How would I go on

looking

you don’t have to go. We’ll go for

just

for Noella. She knows who we are. Otherwise, I could go.

up. “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”

and called Marcel, giving him the

just enjoy your

big–shot status meant he usually skipped the

events.

a bit skeptical. “Grandpa, can you handle

you mean, ‘can I handle it“?

out of his ward and headed straight for Ashlyn’s ward.

bed, and said in a deep voice, “If Noella doesn’t

Schnabel family was