The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 54

Imperial West Hospital.

Ashlyn was lying in bed, eyes shut.

Yvonne came rushing in, bawling her eyes out, and collapsed onto Ashlyn’s bed in a flood of tears!

“Granny, you’ve gotta save me! Grandpa says he’s gonna hand me over!”

“What’s the scoop? Your grandpa’s not lost his marbles; where’s he handing you off to?”

Yvonne pulled out the sob story she had prepped, crying her heart out.

“Granny, I’ve been pinching pennies to buy Nourishment Pills for Grandpa and Grandpa Sexton, but they say it’s no good. You’re taking Nourishment Pills yourself, Granny, you know best how awesome they are! I blew half a year’s pocket money on Nourishment Pills for Grandpa, and now he’s talking about handing me over to the Pollack family’s legal team, saying I’ve gotta do time… Granny, if I’m gone, who’s gonna look after you?”

Hearing this, Ashlyn started to panic. “Yvonne, you still got enough Nourishment Pills for me. right?”

If Yvonne got snatched by the Pollack folks, at least she wouldn’t be left high and dry without her meds!

“Yeah, you haven’t taken today’s yet, Granny. Have it now!”

With Yvonne’s help, Ashlyn took her Nourishment Pill, visibly relaxing, and with the scripture reading in the background, she began to drift off, losing focus on what was in front of her.

“Granny, you’ve gotta help me out. I’m your one and only granddaughter.”

Ashlyn, groggy, nodded along, echoing her words.

Yvonne tucked Ashlyn in with a smirk, pride written all over her face.

If Sexton got dosed with Nourishment Pills, maybe he’d start dancing to her tune just like Ashlyn!

In Marcel’s room, Calvin was holding two test papers.

“Mr. Schnabel, does your family have two Yvonnes or something? I mean, any relatives with that name?”

Marcel was stumped, putting down his chess piece.

“I got two identical test papers here, both with Yvonne’s name on them, check this out.”

“Let me see.”

On both papers, Yvonne’s name was written clear as day!

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fail, the other aced it.

handwriting; the failing one’s gotta be

saying they haven’t

his phone. “Yvonne, to my room.”

“Right away. Grandpa.”

into the room and saw Calvin, smug as a bug in

off Marcel about her being a whiz kid in

“Yvonne, explain this.”

the twin papers and was utterly flummoxed! She hadn’t paid up, so how come the hired gun still

me from attending classes, I had to prove my

narrowed, “You’re saying you were threatened? Then

on me for being a Schnabel girl, and with my folks and bro so busy, I didn’t

phone, a barrage of mean messages on display.

scared, Grandpa! But please, go easy

the deal with the test then?”

set foot in school, I’ve been secretly studying outside the classroom. I’d never let the

you go, I’ll handle it.”

left relieved, tears still

Calvin was gobsmacked!

chops are

you buying her story?”

second, full of baloney

the plan

pondered for a moment, then dialed Beckett’s number, giving

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school, and go easy on the hired gun. Handle

“Will do, Grandpa.”

In Tranquility City

like a burglar had been through

savvy enough to install cameras in the study after a bid document went

sneaking into his study more than once, filching a bunch of the Lambert family documents

wonder the Lambert family had been taking hits. The Rosenbergs were

watch, never faced such a rough patch before!

up the Rosenberg

If you don’t make up for our company’s losses, consider yourselves sued!”

a rough patch lately. It seems like everything they touch turned to dust, and they were all a bunch of jinxed hot–heads. They just

your mind, Vincent? Who the hell would want your family’s junk? You really think you’re some kind of

it, and we didn’t even want it! Don’t think I don’t know about you trying to butter up Ms. Schnabel with gifts and getting the door slammed in your face. Now, the

Rosenberg family hung up in no