The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 118

Maddox gazed skyward as the helicopter roared overhead, his jaw nearly hitting the floor.

Who knew sports cars could sprout wings these days? This was some next–level tech!

Huffing and puffing, the Fuller family finally rolled up in their rickety old truck to the gates of Verdant Gardens.

“Maddox, didn’t you say Noella was back? Where’s the girl?”

Maddox pointed towards the sky, a smirk curling his lips. “She just took off, man. You gonna chase after her?”

“What? She left already? Why didn’t you stop her!”

Chase a helicopter? With what, their beat–up pickup?

They had been counting on Noella agreeing to marry Ellsworth Fuller, hoping Vincent would cough up the cash to clear Ellsworth’s mountain of gambling debts! Now she was gone, and they were left with no leads.

“Maddox, do you know who bought this place? How come it’s sold, and Noella can still stay here?”

Maddox chuckled and took a few puffs of his pipe. “Of course, it’s Ms. Noella’s own kin. They bought the house for her. From now on, this beauty belongs to Ms. Noella, so you lot can kiss your dreams goodbye.”

The house was Noella’s?

The Fullers stood there, dumbstruck.

“Didn’t Vincent say Noella’s folks were just some poor chicken farmers from Emerald County? Where did they get the dough to buy her a house?”

“They must’ve been pulling our leg. Noella’s family can’t be poor! Otherwise, how could she afford a chopper ride? I say her marrying Ellsworth could be our ticket to the high life!”

If Noella’s family was loaded, not only would Ellsworth’s debts vanish, but the Fullers could be swimming in luxury!

With that thought, the Fullers left, visions of dollar signs dancing in their heads.

Maddox watched them go, then dialed Beckett on the sly.

Beckett had left his number with Maddox during Verdant Gardens‘ last renovation, telling him to call if he ever needed anything.

Beckett, who was sneakily checking security footage, answered Maddox’s call. He was now kicking himself for not installing cameras inside the house as well.

The garden cams showed too little!

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even took care to cater to his sister’s tastes at dinner, moving with practiced ease. Clearly, he’d been at this a while. It was obvious Palmer had looked after Noella in the past; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so

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sights set on Ms.

They think they can set their sights on my sister? I’m on it!”

continued to watch the feed. Seeing his sister upset about past events. made his heart ache. He wished he could tear apart anyone who had been

Palmer seemed to know how to comfort her, which made Beckett warm

brother Jasper

the Rosenberg and Fuller families want to settle with cash, keep it out

can rot in jail.” Beckett was not one to nurse their troubles.

million would bankrupt both families; they’d have to sell properties to scrape

keep them locked

ward. Let

in

easy.

the Schnabel siblings, Beckett, the eldest, seemed the most harmless but was actually the most cunning. The

a whirlwind before rolling into the parking garage,

trunk, approaching Noella. “For the old gents, as a ‘get well soon‘ present.”

glanced sideways. “When did you

we’d need something to cheer up the granddads,

old timers, knowing exactly how to play to their moods. Stepping into the hospital room, Marcel

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paid

exhaling deeply. “That’s the right thing to do. When I’m up and about, I’ll go with you. Old Mrs. Lambert’s been a guardian angel to the Schnabels; she

entire Schnabel family held Old Mrs. Lambert in high regard, grateful for how she’d cherished their Noella like a precious gem.

gifts to the two old men.

out for you both.

faces bloomed with smiles.

been the thoughtful one. Let’s see what you’ve

about Palmer’s choice. Upon opening the box, she found the latest autumn scarf and hat from Master Azure, namely herself.

so happened that she had casua crafted these items to test the softness and skin–friendliness

surprise, Palmer swiftly claimed them, dividing them into two separate

the hat, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “How do I look?”

scarf around his neck. “Noella, do I look dashing or

what?”

beanie was developed by Elara’s lab. It’s not even on the

fabric originated from Elara’s chickens, with Polaris