The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 109

If Noella were to marry Belinda’s good–for–nothing nephew, it would be a win–win for both the Fullers and the Lamberts. The Fullers would save a bundle on the wedding gift, while the Lamberts would tighten their grip on Noella.

Vincent’s mind was awash with images of Noella surrounded by a revolving door of dashing young men, all of whom he was certain she had lured in on her own. Even if the method wasn’t exactly above board, once they were in Vincent’s reach, they were connections for the Lambert family!

The more Belinda thought about it, the more it made perfect sense. “Honey, think about it. Noella’s just a caregiver right now, Marrying her off to my nephew Ellsworth Fuller would be a decent match. We’re already looking out for her best interests! Besides, Ellsworth’s had a crush on Noella since they were kids. It’s fate, and us playing matchmaker is just helping fate along. Given her job, she must know plenty of doctors from the Schnabel family. Your illness might just find its cure.”

Vincent wasn’t too bothered about being locked up; he figured a bit of cash would smooth things over and he’d be out in no time. Right now, his illness was the real pressing issue!

The thought of his condition made him feel sick to his stomach, as if the cancer was spreading right before his eyes.

“You’re right. We have to make this happen. Even if Noella herself isn’t willing, she doesn’t get a say! We have supported her for years; it’s time for her to pay us back!”

The Rosenbergs couldn’t help but roll their eyes at Vincent’s hasty decision about his former daughter’s future.

Zachary scoffed, “She doesn’t even give you the’time of day. Besides, you might want to focus on getting out first!”

He was still in the police station, after all!

Ellsworth Fuller was nothing but a lazy troublemaker. How could they even think of scheming against Noella?

Linsey couldn’t bear to listen anymore! She glanced at her son and raised her voice, “Son, you and Noella grew up together. Why don’t you get in touch from time to time? If she truly has connections to good doctors, our door isn’t closed to her.”

Milford, thinking of Noella’s pure and lovely face, swallowed hard and agreed.

Vincent panicked. “What do you mean by that? Briony is the one betrothed to Milford! Noella’s meant to marry the Fuller boy. Don’t get any funny ideas!”

Linsey’s eyes practically rolled back in her head.

Vincent was already sure Noella would agree to marry Ellsworth? His brains might as well be in a toilet bowll

10:16

On the outskirts of Linefort City, Yvonne wrapped herself up tight and put on a mask as she stepped into a fast–food joint.

Disdainfully eyeing the burger and fried chicken in front of her, she impatiently demanded, “Where’s my order?”

The middle–aged man across from her, with a sinister scar under his eye, didn’t bother with pleasantries.

two greasy fingers together. “No money,

“What’s that supposed to mean? Am I not good

from Ashlyn’s account and now

looked up at Yvonne. “Spill it. What did you

glanced around and whispered, “I need to know if anyone else around here

changed. “You are looking for a new dealer?”

Why would I go

she suspected that Noella did something to have the Schnabels and Palmer wrapped around her finger so quickly. It could be that she

how else could she, after years of dedication, be outshone by a wild girl who’d only been back

affection for Noella was a thorn

you that. Anything else?

“I want to hire some hitmen. Know any

man’s gaze turned peculiar as he sized her up. “Try the deep web. Cash talks, and there’s plenty

the deep web! She’d only had a glimpse before and

“Planning a

back from his gaze. “Just give me

“The cash first!”

this man so many times; couldn’t he let her have

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stuff, and I’ll wire you

the top–shelf stuff this time no money,

was for the purest Nourishment Pills, potent enough to turn someone into

edge, she wouldn’t have to

with was as sly as a fox. He wouldn’t

no choice but to dip into her own little stash of cash.

savings, amassed over the

eves.

in front of Ashlyn? She’d been working her tail off to be accepted as the real Ms. Schnabel of the Schnabel family, dreaming of the day they’d truly take her

they only had eyes

how Ulrich had warned her off because of that hayseed made

blood boil.

you the dough, now

could’ve avoided this song and dance.