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?”

Ashlyn’s stuff, with all these guests coming over, the Schnabels surely

was as arresting as a captivating

is a bespoke creation by

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

think, I can’t help it. But when I left yesterday, those beads were

were her constant companion. She knew full well whether

not.

makeup artists, hearing the price tags on Noella’s

were filthy rich,

of those items, was green with

that

Ashlyn today, left at the hospital, and weren’t back for the global.

rage. “So, you mean you’re not coming today? I’ll contact the reporters right now and tell them how unfilial you are, that you don’t even

up with

the staff not daring to make a sound.

a high–society showdown feels like? Would they end up silenced

tears, looking like a sorrowful beauty.

My parents always thought the Schnabels were a disgrace. They’ve never set

the dead of winter, cook and serve

was greens, not a grain of rice, saying I’d gotten fat. Almost drove me to postpartum depression, thank goodness your dad whisked me

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and the sister’s woes brought the Schnabel men running.

his heart aching for

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

way, hon. How would I go on without you!”

looking at Noella.

have to go. We’ll go

Ashlyn was just

in. “But Grandma asked specifically for Noella. She knows who we are. Otherwise, I could go.

up. “Don’t worry,

and called Marcel, giving him the

chuckled. “Got it. You just enjoy your birthday;

excellent, and his big–shot status

events.

a bit skeptical. “Grandpa, can you

I handle it“? Just watch and

out of his ward

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

family was all