The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 72

Yvonne was flipping through the script, and the more she read, the more her fingers itched to jump in.

Stirling, as a Grand Slam Best Actor and a superstar heartthrob, always got his hands on

scripts from top–notch production teams. For someone with her experience, landing a leading. lady role would be a piece of cake.

If Stirling would take her under his wing, she would be strutting around showbiz like she owned. the place!

But she wasn’t sure if Stirling would be down for letting her play the lead.

If he agreed, getting some clout would mean the Schnabel family wouldn’t look down on her so easily anymore!

Clutching the script, Yvonne walked up to Stirling’s study with hope in her heart. “Stirling, you in there?”

Stirling was deep in discussion with Palmer about how to tackle the Lambert and Rosenberg families. Yvonne’s voice made him frown.

“Don’t bother me.”

Yvonne–pushed the door open, looking all pitiful at the entrance, only to catch a glimpse of Palmer chilling on the couch with a coffee!

“Palmer, what are you doing at our place?”

Palmer didn’t even spare her a glance; he just picked up the Lambert family’s personnel files Stirling had prepared and said coolly, “I brought Noella back. She’s resting. Ms. Schnabel, keep it down, will you?”

Noella! Always Noella!

“Yvonne, what do you want? If it’s nothing, leave. Mr. Pollack and I have business to discuss. and you shouldn’t be here.”

Although Stirling wasn’t too kind to Yvonne, with Palmer, a third party, in the room, he didn’t want to embarrass her.

“Stirling, I saw your script downstairs and thought I’d bring it up. It’s really interesting. Can I give it a shot and audition for a role?”

Her, acting? Getting into the entertainment industry?

Stirling’s gut reaction was to shut it down, but seeing Yvonne’s pale face from a recent dunk in the water, coupled with the fact she hadn’t eaten all day, looking all kinds of pitiful, he bit back the scolding on the tip of his tongue.

“Stirling, just let me have a go; I promise I won’t disgrace the Schnabel family.”

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keep her busy so she wouldn’t hassle Palmer and Noella so much. Might

only playing a supporting role. You can be the maid

the leading lady, not end up as a maid!

I don’t want to play a maid, having to kneel before others; it’s just embarrassing. I want to play the

“The lead? And what makes you think you’re up to it? The lead is already set for the Best Actress. You, a greenhorn with no acting chops, think you

him; Yvonne would tremble just

me to lose

he would put in a good word for her. But Palmer didn’t even give her the time

the study clutching the script, only to hear Stirling’s voice as she stepped out. “Don’t sleep here tonight. Go back to Grandma’s. Noella doesn’t like

was Noella’s, it was still

not even a room was reserved for

be booted out of the Schnabel family

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her teeth, looking at the script in her hands. She had

by landing the lead could she secure her footing in the Schnabel family

out of her room barefoot and stepped onto the soft carpet, her dainty feet

the fuss about?”

Palmer both rose to

Noella, and headed to her bedroom, setting her down by

you wearing shoes? Don’t catch a

“I’m not cold.”

he hadn’t seen anything. After all, the CEO of Pollack Group going out of his

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her brother, even if he was sore about his sister being snatched away, he couldn’t exactly scold Palmer

and rolled up his sleeves

hungry? I’ll whip something up!”

to fend for themselves, Marcel had them roughing it out in military camps from a young age and even surviving on a deserted island. The cooking skills of

was the best

of chicken soup were served up nice

table, his face lighting up

“Thanks.”

eaten since bringing Noella back, and we can’t have people saying

Schnabels, indeed, had impeccable manners. Even if Stirling couldn’t stand seeing Palmer and Noella cozy,

three of them sat down and enjoyed

really letting Yvonne try acting?”

to do so she won’t be up in everyone’s business all the time. With her brain, she’s probably not cutting it at MediCore University. Let her

not about to pull strings for Yvonne to

but

too? Want me to set something up for you?” Noella shook her head. “Nah, I’m not into making a splash and being all in the spotlight. It’s

style–she wasn’t