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!

think I saw our old

probably don’t want to see you at

Palmer, you better stick to

it, but it’s too valuable. I’ll just hold onto it for

Sexton was good as new, peppy enough to sprint up five flights of

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got out that the Pollacks take back their welcome gifts, how am I supposed to face

be among the living anyway, just a

yours is becoming part of my family! I’ll

who could act

set’s a bit mature because Grandpa always figured

look, meaning to have him take it back, but unexpectedly found herself lost in his warm, smiling eyes,

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

don’t like

meant offing someone or taking on risky missions. Jewelry would only

not on a mission. It

seemed tailor–made, turning

look. What did her wearing Jewelry have

give you a check–up.”

on over, girl. I trust your medical skills! Even Professor Calvin said I’ve been

muttered, “Humph, she’s still my granddaughter. I’m sick too, and

Noella smiled helplessly.

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

eyes shone with

Surgeon Lunaris could check the pulse of ten people at once, rapidly diagnosing each condition and making quick decisions to snatch lives

fingers delicate and fair rocted an thair

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come

Do it

Sexton, you’ve been up late too, and you’ve been getting mad a lot lately.

comics under the blankets and sald, “No, no, no! You got thern for me, so. you can’t

stay up past three, you can

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