The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 46

Tristan has no idea how vast Marcel’s connections were!

Yvonne’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw that mountain of gifts worth at king’s ransom!

A ghostly voice whispered in Yvonne’s ear.

“Yvonne, where do you think you’re going?”

“Ah! Elara, you scared the bejeezus out of me!”

Elara was so close to Yvonne’s ear when she spoke that Yvonne practically jumped out of her skin!

“Cut the act. You’re the one who leaked that video, right? You showed it to me before. Don’t you dare say someone swiped your phone and played it at Noella’s birthday party on purpose!”

Yvonne was crying up a storm, all choked up. “I was just looking out for Noella! What if she’s got a crush on someone and doesn’t want to marry Mr. Pollack? I can’t bear to see her unhappy! Elara, how could you think I did it on purpose?”

Elara frowned at Yvonne, making her squirm with guilt.

“Elara, Grandma’s in the hospital with no one to look after her. I’m heading there now, so can we talk about this when I get back, please?”

“Go ahead.

Elara watched Yvonne beat a hasty retreat, her eyes scrutinizing her every move.

Something about Yvonne just didn’t sit right with her.

After the party, Tristan turned to Palmer. “Didn’t you say you had something to discuss with

us?”

The four Schnabel sons were on high alert, ready to bounce Palmer if he even hinted at stealing their sister away.

“It’s my granddad; he’s hoping Noella would come to see him. And someone from the Schnabel family bought some trending searches that were harmful to both our families. I’ve dealt with it. but you still have the right to know.”

Tristan tensed up. “What trending searches?”

Annie handed over a phone, respectfully saying, “Mr. Schnabel, it was Miss Yvonne who bought the searches, claiming she’s the only daughter of the Schnabel family.”

“Shoot, how could I forget about that Yvonne girl?” Tristan looked around but couldn’t spot Yvonne anywhere. “What was she thinking, buying that kind of trending search? Thank

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goodness Mr. Pollack caught it in time, otherwise our families‘ reputations would’ve been trashed. I disown her; she’s at best a granddaughter my mother took in.”

old lady’s not well, and her mind gets muddled. As for your grandfather wanting to see Noella, that’s easy. Noella visits her grandpa every day, so

help Palmer’s grandfather and wouldn’t back out now just

I’ll go

you up: I live next door, so we’re neighbors

Noella there. He should’ve

Lambert Mansion,

being livestreamed worldwide! Any old wine glass there would cover her living expenses

month.

froze,

this be

eagle–eyed, spotted someone in the corner of the frame holding hands with an old man.

isn’t that Noella? What’s she doing at the

sneered at the screen.

pushing eighty. Noella, using her youth to snag an old geezer… She’ll get her legs broken once his family finds out!”

and quickly turned off the live stream.

into Vincent’s study, swiped a few documents, and hopped a cab to the

study, the four of

“I think Palmer’s genuinely smitten with

allow her

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calmer. “Thirty? Forget Noella, Mom and Dad and Grandpa would kill you.”

said, “Thinking he can marry our little sister that easily? No

added, “I’m gonna dig up any legal loopholes in the Pollack Group, see if they’ve got any

all exchanged meaningful looks, the seriousness clear in

of their sister getting married soon had them all

said, “What if–and I just mean

glasses, all business. “Whether Noella likes him or not, we gotta

to the world.

Noella’s room.

all from Palmer. She was just getting the usual barrage of texts from him asking where she was, if she needed a lift, how her day was. and if she had

up, he kept blowing up

her block list and turned her

you. Thank you so

Hector replied.

the Gemstone Gambling King is headed that way too. You caught wind

pick you up then.]

see you then.]

Gambling Kings were in the chat–how many of them were actually going to show

was also looking to throw down a

see for herself who this gutsy Gemstone Gambling