The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 66

Marcel’s gaze turned noticeably colder as he squinted and took a good look at the two families standing before him, quickly realizing they were the adoptive parents of his precious. granddaughter from before.

Had the nerve to show up in front of his precious granddaughter, huh?

Noella said coolly, “If I remember correctly, you guys publicly disowned me. We’re strangers now. Please step aside.”

Vincent was a bit embarrassed but couldn’t bear to let Noella go.

Milford gazed at Noella with deep affection. “Noella, come back to me. I want to rekindle our past romance. I know you love me, and I’ve never forgotten you for a day. You’re the most. beautiful woman in my heart. I know you’re just testing my feelings for you!”

Noella was speechless, thinking, “Are you sure you’re not sick?”

Briony’s face twisted in ugliness, biting her lower lip hard, watching Noella with a mix of humiliation and resentment.

This damn woman, she must’ve been in contact with Milford behind the scenes! She was someone else’s mistress now; why couldn’t she just disappear from Milford’s life?

Noella glanced at him and said, “There’s a mental illness called erotomania, which fits your symptoms quite well. You should visit a psychiatrist when you get a chance; mental issues need treatment.”

Milford was taken aback. Erotomania? A mental illness? What in the world was that?

The medical staff standing by couldn’t hold back and snickered behind their hands, thinking the young miss sure knew how to cuss without the dirty words!

Seeing Noella about to wheel Marcel away, Milford grew desperate. “Noella, don’t leave me!”

Noella responded indifferently, “Major Garnett, please take care of them.”

Garnett saluted promptly and said respectfully, “Yes, ma’am!”

The special forces soldiers formed a solid wall in front of the two families, tight and without a single gap.

“Please leave!”

Vincent tried to resist, holding a gift and pleading, “Mister, we’ve got a present ready for Mr. Marcel Schnabel! Please, do us a solid, or maybe pass it to that caretaker from earlier. I’m her dad! Have her give it to the chief!”

Major Garnett was puzzled, wondering, “Who’re you calling a caretaker? Noella? And you say you’re Noella’s father? What outrageous wishful thinking is that? Pure delusion! Just this morning, Mr. Tristan Schnabel and his wife left the ward. We’ve already met Noella’s real

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parents!”

supposedly a caretaker, Milford’s passion dimmed

completely ignored them and waved his men to shoo away the

such a scene, was flushed with embarrassment, and

picking up trash and treating it like treasure. Now, even if you’re all eager to

out. “Come on, that’s not quite fair to say,

now saying he likes Noella? Some street rat dreaming of becoming a phoenix, huh?

her eyes, bumped past a pale–faced Briony, and pushed Milford out of

with the Rosenberg boy?

insisted on disowning Noella publicly, and now see what happened! The kid completely resents us now! If she badmouths

we do?

Noella was utterly heartless compared to how thoughtful Briony was.

I’ll call her later and send her some money. Returning to our place is out of the question, but at least she could put in a good word for us in front of Marcel. Mr.

However, someone caught her and threw her into the trash! The Lambert family’s bodyguards took days to find

life!

like poking at

must still be hung up on

of Noella’s past… Briony’s eyes spun with resentment!

the hospital, zooming past the Lambert family, leaving behind a stunning silhouette.

Mr. Pollack’s car! Quick,

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the car, afraid of missing

the rear–view mirror. Annie saw

parents? Have they found a new hobby, running

following your car. Should we deal

eyebrows knitted

bothering

out why they’re looking for

never been kind

turned icy, his usually elegant face

could he let

a

“You got it!”

with excitement; she rubbed her hands together,