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

teased, “They probably don’t want to see

it aches… Palmer, you better stick to the will I wrote

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

to sprint up five flights of

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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

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

yours is becoming part of my family! I’ll let you win this

used to squabbling; it was just a game of who could act more childish. Noella,

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

but unexpectedly found herself lost in his

gave you yesterday. Why aren’t you wearing it

don’t like

offing someone or taking on risky missions.

not on a mission. It

the jewelry she wore seemed tailor–made, turning her into

did her wearing Jewelry have to do with him?

me give

girl. I trust your medical skills! Even Professor

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

Noella smiled helplessly.

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

shone

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

and fair rocted an

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come

last night. Do it again, and

getting mad a lot lately. That’s not good for your

sald, “No, no, no! You got thern for me,

you stay up past three,

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