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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the other aced

failing one’s gotta be hers, and the other must be a ringer

bunch of teachers have been saying they haven’t seen Yvonne

reaching for his phone. “Yvonne, to my

“Right away. Grandpa.”

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

kid in medicine, about time he started giving her some props!

“Yvonne, explain this.”

hadn’t paid up, so how come the hired

had to prove my chops this way. But I know she didn’t mean any

“You’re saying you were threatened? Then why not tell

a bully, using my family’s name. Some kids used to pick on me for being a Schnabel girl, and with my folks and bro so busy, I didn’t

out her phone, a barrage of mean messages

things they’ve said. I’m really scared, Grandpa! But please,

the deal with the test then?”

school, I’ve been secretly studying outside the classroom. I’d never let the Schnabel family down!”

go, I’ll

left relieved, tears still

Calvin was gobsmacked!

chops are wasted

buying her

a second, full of baloney

plan

then dialed Beckett’s number, giving him the lowdown.

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go easy on the hired gun. Handle with kid gloves!”

“Will do, Grandpa.”

In Tranquility

like a burglar had been

enough to install cameras in the study after a bid document

sneaking into his study more than once, filching a bunch of the Lambert family documents and passing them to the Rosenberg family.

family had been taking hits. The Rosenbergs were stabbing them

family had been thriving under his watch, never faced such

dialed up the Rosenberg family.

sure got some nerve swiping all my stuff. If you don’t make up for our company’s

seems like everything they touch turned to dust, and they were all a bunch of jinxed hot–heads. They just lost it when Vincent gave them an

you out of your mind, Vincent? Who the hell would want your family’s junk? You really think you’re some kind of business whiz? How do you have

and if you’re gonna play dumb, we can just take it to court!” The Rosenberg folks weren’t falling for that. “Proof? You mean that trash your daughter dragged in? Pfft! She was the one all eager to bring it, and we didn’t even want it! Don’t think I don’t know about you trying to butter

Rosenberg family hung up in