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

was as arresting as

is a bespoke creation

that supposed to mean? You calling me poor?”

But when I left yesterday, those beads were still on

beads were her constant companion. She knew full well

not.

makeup artists, hearing the price tags on Noella’s

the Schnabels were filthy

of those items,

couldn’t all that

back for the global.

right now and tell them how unfilial you are, that you

up with a click.

dead silence in the room, the staff

showdown feels like? Would

couldn’t hold back the tears,

couldn’t even have a decent wedding. My parents always thought the Schnabels were a disgrace. They’ve never

wash clothes in the yard in the dead of winter, cook and serve her meals. My

your eldest brother was born, all she fed me was greens, not a grain of rice, saying I’d gotten fat. Almost drove me to postpartum depression, thank goodness your dad

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tears and the sister’s woes brought

heart aching for

me, and now she’s after my

would I go

slightly, looking at Noella.

you don’t have to go.

was just looking

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

worry, I’ve got

her phone and called Marcel, giving him the

your

wasn’t excellent, and his big–shot status meant he usually

events.

a bit skeptical. “Grandpa,

handle it“? Just watch and learn!”

of his ward

lying in bed, and said in a deep voice, “If

was all stunned.