The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 92

“You’ve been popping out of bed at 2 AM to game every night for a week straight. Every gaming session lasts from two to three hours. You skipped your gaming sesh last Friday night. Did something happen?”

Sexton was freaking out! “Last Friday… I must have hit the hay for real!”

Noella shook her head, brought up Sexton’s gaming account, fired up the hidden program, and tracked the login times straight from the backend data.

All the deleted info was restored in a snap.

“Last Friday, you must have been gaming with my grandpa. His console was running all night long.”

After Marcel realized his console had no secrets from Noella, he sneakily switched to reading

comics.

Palmer was frowning big time, glaring at his grandpa with a mix of worry, helplessness, and a dash of anger.

“Grandpa, Noella busts her butt every time she makes your meds. If you keep acting like a child, she might just wash her hands of you.”

Sexton’s meds weren’t rocket science, but Noella crafted them with her own hands.

Every time Palmer was at the Lunar Lab’s door, he would only catch a glimpse of her late at night.

Seeing those faint shadows under Noella’s eyes always hits him right in the feels.

And yet, Sexton just can’t seem to toe the line!

“Come on; I’ll be good from now on. Darn it, the game’s just too addictive, and I can’t crack this level… The more I think about it, the less I can sleep, and I end up dragging Marcel into it, and there you have it – neither of us gets any shut–eye.”

Noella was speechless.

Making excuses for not sleeping now?

The games Sexton was hooked on were just some casual ones Noella whipped up when she was bored, meant to kill time. Little did she expect them to be snatched up by Ivan, turned into legit gaming apps, going viral, and raking in the dough.

that’s not an excuse for not behaving. Noella’s a doctor, and even Professor Calvin told you to rest up. And you’re throwing that away

had lived a life of calling the shots, and now, getting a lecture from his grandson,

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That game’s tough as nails. Bet you couldn’t beat it either.” Sexton’s eyes darted around as he shoved the console into Palmer’s hands. “If you crack it in half an hour, I’ll promise to quit

him a

was up to kiddie tricks at his

if you two

it all

Even a daily grind with the console might not cut it, let alone a measly half–hour.

except when it was about making bank. No chance he

hospital nurses to try the game, and they couldn’t even get past level one. Even if his daughter–in–law was a brainiac, there was no way she would

could game in

through Sexton’s game. He picked up

sorry for the hassle my grandpa’s causing you.”

up with Palmer’s console like a pro. “Let’s

sneaking peeks at

a brainy little game, each

it, and the levels were all clever

Palmer, side by side, each worked

was on point.

all the way. It was his first time gaming with Noella, and he was feeling

the software she pulled up earlier to check Sexton’s gaming time, she had skills he

minutes later, “Level Complete” lighted up the

just how

beat it in just ten minutes!”

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at Noella. “Kiddo,

her head.

pimped it out, and it was

one!” Marcel was chuffed. Breezing through the game like that

girl!”