The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 73

Looking at the scrutinizing and side–eye his sister was giving him, Stirling felt a whole lot of reuret in his heart.

It only he knew better, he wouldn’t have agreed to star in that movie with two male leads! If this whole mess tarnished his shining reputation in his sister’s eyes, he would go ballistic on those movie studios.

“Go to sleep; we’ll catch up tomorrow.”

“Alright, good night, Stirling.”

At the common ward in Imperial West Hospital.

Vincent was staring at the bill like it was sucking his blood dry. Just for passing out from a shock, and he even told them somebody at the door knocked into him- the hospital should be chasing that dude for the medical expenses!

But the medics? They wouldn’t listen; they just kept nagging him to cough up the cash.

With no choice, Vincent paid up and, spotting Briony walking in, said, “Briony, where have you been? Mr. Schnabel’s gonna show up any minute. Don’t go wandering off.”

“When is Mr. Schnabel gonna get here? We’ve been waiting all afternoon. Is he really coming?”

Vincent couldn’t be sure. Would someone like Tristan actually come to see them?

Belinda just chuckled with an air of mystery.

his ears at work. When “You guys just don’t get it. Mr. Schnabel’s a big shot, always up would he find the time to meet us? Even if he does come, for the Schnabel family’s rep, he would avoid daylight and sneak in under the radar.

“You’re right. If Mr. Schnabel knows he’s been bamboozled, he’ll definitely show.”

Vincent glanced at his watch, getting antsy. If Mr. Schnabel didn’t show up soon, they would be forking over another day’s hospital fees!

A few bodyguards in sleek black suits entered the ward. “Vincent? Mr. Schnabel sent us to pick you up. Come with us.”

The Lamberts couldn’t contain their glee, scrambling out of bed to follow the bodyguards. Briony, not seeing Tristan anywhere, whispered, “Where’s Mr. Schnabel? We’ve got some important stuff to tell him. Isn’t he coming?”

The bodyguards didn’t give her the time of day, making things awkward real quick.

Briony tugged at Belinda’s sleeve with a pout, “Mom, I need to pee.”

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ahead, make

bodyguards didn’t mind Briony and whisked Vincent and Belinda off in the

started, Belinda got antsy. Briony wasn’t

off? I swear,

“Shut it!”

looks, sensing something was off. Where the

guests! What do you

bodyguards just smirked. “You’ll

breakfast and was about to wake Noella when

behind him, watched as the servants efficiently laid out a breakfast spread that filled the grand table with tempting sights and smells, making Stirling’s home–cooked meals look downright

twitched. “What’s

enjoying your dinner last night, it’s only right I take care of breakfast.”

improved slightly, and he was about to let it slide when Palmer

doing? You’re addicted to

dressed Palmer with a fuming,

was still cursing up a storm.

the

had just woken to their bickering, yet they both

her hair like a misty cloud sprawled on the pillow, her doe eyes still misty with sleep, gazed at

momentarily lost for words at

bent down, caressing Noella’s head with a tender

the stuff you said you liked ready

be right up.”

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rush; I’ve got some stuff to hash out with

hair, which carried her signature

door, muttered under his breath as Palmer stepped out. “Good on you, kiddo,

Palmer closed Noella’s door, he massaged his temples, a tad frustrated. “Next time I’m talking to Noella, try to keep your distance, will you? And if you’re just jealous of our chemistry, go find yourself a

single?” Stirling thought. He flew off the handle, fists clenched. “What are you implying? She’s my sister, mine! Don’t even think about messing with her in front

out to the sticks last night and got a thrashing. Was that your doing?”

“Nah, my guys were scheduled to rough up the Rosenberg folks today. I thought it was you, wasn’t

he locked eyes, both thinking the other