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

“They probably don’t want to see

aches… Palmer, you better stick to the will

valuable. I’ll just hold

Sexton was good as new, peppy enough to sprint up five flights of stairs on the spot!

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keep. There’s no giving it back! if word got out that the Pollacks take

few years you won’t be among the living anyway,

of yours is becoming part of my family! I’ll

squabbling; it was just a game of who could act

Grandpa always figured I’d settle down in my forties or fifties. Then

found herself lost in his warm, smiling

better with the necklace I gave you yesterday. Why aren’t you

like wearing Jewelry.”

someone or taking on risky missions. Jewelry

not on

wore seemed tailor–made, turning her into a dazzling,

him a peculiar look. What did her wearing Jewelry

Sexton, let me give

thing, come on over, girl. I trust your medical skills! Even Professor Calvin

concerned about Sexton, Marcel Jealously muttered, “Humph, she’s still my granddaughter. I’m

Noella smiled helplessly.

on Marcel’s wrist and the other on Sexton’s, she

shone

ten people at once, rapidly diagnosing each condition and making quick decisions

delicate and fair rocted an thair

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painting come to

up too late last night. Do it again, and I’ll confiscate your

you’ve been up late too, and you’ve been getting mad a lot lately. That’s not good

“No, no, no! You got thern

you stay up past three, you

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