The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Sexton was over the moon! Last time he heard Yvonne claiming she was his savior, he was so

bummed out!

Thought his peepers were failing him and he got it all twisted, but he vividly remembered being rescued by a knockout, not that plain girl Yvonne.

He asked Marcel, but that old coot played dumb and wouldn’t spill the beans!

If it weren’t for the live TV broadcast he caught yesterday, revealing that Noella was actually the Schnabel family’s daughter and even had the first dance with his grandson, he’d still be in

the dark.

That old fox Marcel, too crafty for his own good!

“Noella, I didn’t get you a birthday present yesterday, but I’ve had your gift ready for a while now, all set to give to you!”

Sexton, all mysterious–like, whipped out a box and handed it over to Noella.

Marcel shocked, blurted out, “Sexton, isn’t that the jewelry your wife got when you two got married? Are you really giving away your nest egg?”

“Buzz off, you old buzzard! Can’t you say anything nice? We had this pact in our family, a gift for each granddaughter–in–law! I thought I’d never get the chance to give away this last one, but thank God…

Sexton’s eyes

eyes brimmed with kindness as his weathered hands caressed Noella and Palmer’s. drawing them together for a gentle pat.

“Open it up, see if you like what I got you!”

Noella, meeting Palmer’s equally eager gaze, went with the flow and cracked open the wooden

box.

A set of top–notch diamond jewels caught her eye, each piece flawless. And Noella, having seen her fair share of gems, could tell this set was worth a small fortune!

“It’s too precious. I can’t accept this.”

Sexton clutched his chest, putting on an act like he was about to kick the bucket any second!

saw our old

want to see you

heart… it aches… Palmer, you better stick

piped up, “I’ll keep it, but it’s too valuable. I’ll just hold onto it for now and give it back to

was good as new, peppy enough to sprint up five

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that’s yours to keep. There’s no giving it back! if word got out that the Pollacks take back their welcome gifts, how am I supposed to face people?”

chuckled, “In a few years you won’t be

granddaughter of yours is becoming part

were used to squabbling; it was just a game of who could act

mature because Grandpa always figured I’d settle down in my forties

but unexpectedly found herself lost in his warm,

I gave you yesterday. Why aren’t you wearing it today?”

like

someone or taking on risky missions. Jewelry would only get

on a mission.

wore seemed tailor–made, turning her into a

What did her wearing Jewelry have to do with

Sexton, let me give you a check–up.”

your medical

Sexton, Marcel Jealously muttered, “Humph, she’s still my granddaughter.

Noella smiled helplessly.

hand on Marcel’s wrist and the other on Sexton’s, she began taking their pulses simultaneously!

eyes shone

ten people at once, rapidly diagnosing each condition and

delicate and fair rocted an thair

CHALII. . £.

a painting come to life.

late last night. Do it again, and

getting mad a

and sald, “No, no, no! You got thern for me, so. you

up past three, you

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