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?”

actually did take Ashlyn’s stuff, with all these guests coming over, the

as arresting as a

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

that supposed to mean? You

you want to think, I can’t help it. But when I left yesterday, those beads were still on your

constant companion. She knew full well whether Noella took them or

not.

the price tags on Noella’s bling,

knew the Schnabels were filthy rich, but

the value of those items, was green with

couldn’t all that swag

dragged away by Ashlyn today, left at the hospital, and weren’t back for the global. live broadcast, Yvonne would step in as the

you’re not coming today? I’ll contact the reporters right now and tell them how unfilial you are, that you

hung up with a

silence in the room, the staff not daring to make a sound.

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

couldn’t hold back the tears, looking like

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

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

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

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tears and the sister’s woes brought the

embraced Sienna, his heart aching

far! Wasn’t it enough how she tormented me, and now she’s after my daughter! Tristan, I’m telling you, if anything goes wrong with Noella’s party today,

hon. How would I go on without you!”

slightly, looking

to go. We’ll go for

just looking for

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

worry, I’ve got this.”

phone and called Marcel, giving

You just enjoy your

his big–shot status meant he usually skipped

events.

bit skeptical. “Grandpa, can you

mean, ‘can I handle

doubt, Marcel busted out of his ward and headed

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

Schnabel family was all stunned.