The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 69

Vincent got booted straight out of the hospital. When Major Garnett heard what he had just said, he didn’t go easy at all and chucked him right onto the concrete.

Vincent was gritting his teeth in pain; his butt nearly bloomed with bruises!

What was the deal with the Schnabel family, always tossing people out like that?

Last time he went to give a gift, he got thrown out by the Schnabel folks, and this time, just for having a chat with the old man’s caretaker, out he went!

Noella, that heartless little wench. If it wasn’t for them kicking her out of the house, would she ever have had the chance to rub elbows with the Schnabels?

Now that she had climbed up the social ladder, she didn’t give a hoot about the Lambert family’s fate!

Vincent stomped back to Belinda’s ward, fuming. “If you hadn’t decided to cut ties with Noella on your own, she’d still be our daughter, and I wouldn’t be in this embarrassing mess.”

Belinda was also seething. “She’s just a caretaker, and you want her as our daughter? I’m embarrassed even if you’re not! That girl’s an ungrateful wretch; you can’t count on her. Better think of another plan than running after her.”

Vincent, puzzled, asked, “What other plan could there be?”

Belinda leaned back on her pillow and gave a mysterious smile. “I just overheard the nurses saying Ashlyn’s in this hospital too. Whether it’s the old man or the old lady, they’re both Schnabels. If one road’s blocked, we’ll just take another.”

Vincent’s eyes lit up! +

Ashlyn was good. She’s surely more approachable than Marcel. A little whisper in her ear and the Lambert family could be back from the dead.

“Good thing I still have the gifts from earlier. Let’s take them to Ashlyn now!”

The Lambert family, pumped up like they were on steroids, lugged their bags and headed toward Ashlyn’s room.

Ashlyn was lying in her hospital bed listening to catholic songs, looking all serene and peaceful. The sunlight streaming through the window lit up her white hair; anyone clueless would think she was a sweet, friendly old lady.

“Madam Ashlyn, we’re the Lamberts from Tranquility City. We heard you’re not well, so we brought you some gifts!”

Ashlyn opened her eyes to find three strangers by her bed.

Gifts for her?

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Marcel banned her from mingling with the noble families, it had been years since anyone brought her gifts! What were these people

three rough–and–ready folks in front of her and snorted coldly. “Take all this. stuff

He sent us to give you these, said he’s been worried about your

had sent them, Ashlyn’s eyes suddenly

it! That old coot still had her on his mind. After a lifetime

down, then

his face, rubbing his hands together. “Madam, we’re Noella’s foster parents. Just wanted to ask if that girl is still

Noella’s foster parents?

Ashlyn’s disdain grew

turned out they

feather, coarse and crass.

got to do with me? As long as

perked up

she was

felt a whole lot better, too.

my sister. We grew up together. She always liked to hang with lots of boys. and she was engaged to my

“I knew that girl was no good! What exactly are you

duped by Noella. She’s been trouble since she was little! My mother was practically

much respect for these

We’ll cut ties with her just

“Light–fingered?”

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the beans about losing

estate is massive; if Noella pulls something at home, the losses could be

She whipped out her phone

away.

Tristan was busy pampering his wife and didn’t pick up even after ten calls!

Schnabel must be tied up. Why don’t you give me his number, and I’ll get in touch with him.” Vincent looked at Ashlyn with

son everything she’s done. Don’t let

“Will do!”

beaming smile and strutted out of

Ashlyn’s behavior just now, Noella must’ve been up to no good in the Schnabel family. It’s a good thing we cut ties with her; she could’ve dragged