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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the noble families, it had been years since anyone brought her gifts! What were these

and snorted coldly. “Take all

to give you these, said

them, Ashlyn’s

her on his mind. After a lifetime together, he couldn’t be that heartless.

lay them down, then

plastered a sycophantic smile on his face, rubbing his hands together. “Madam, we’re Noella’s foster parents. Just wanted to ask if that

Noella’s foster parents?

disdain

turned out they were that girl’s foster parents.

feather,

As long as I’m alive, she’s never setting

Lambert family perked

saying Noella had no chance of marrying into the Schnabel family? Even if she was dying to climb up the social ladder,

a whole

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

filthy. “I knew that girl was no good! What exactly are you here for?”

trouble since she was little! My mother was practically driven to her

of intrigue appeared in Ashlyn’s eyes. She might not have much respect for these three, but if they could provide something interesting, she wouldn’t mind lending an

of the Schnabels! We’ll cut ties with her just because she’s always been light–fingered…”

“Light–fingered?”

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spilled the beans about losing his contract.

Schnabel estate is massive; if Noella pulls something at

her phone and dialed her son Tristan’s number straight

away.

was busy pampering his wife and didn’t pick up even

up. Why don’t you give me his number, and

my son everything she’s done. Don’t let him be fooled.”

“Will do!”

and strutted out

good in the Schnabel family. It’s a good