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!

1/4

11:13

Chapter 116

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

1. it.

to have their sights set on Ms. Noella. They’re

think they can set their sights

events. made his heart ache. He wished he

seemed to know how to comfort her, which made Beckett warm up to him a

brother Jasper walked in..

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

not a dollar less. Otherwise, they can rot in jail.” Beckett was not one

million would bankrupt both families; they’d have

them locked

They’ll just end up in some cushy hospital ward. Let ‘em pay for their freedom

Zachary’s funds tied up in legal troubles, paying for healthcare

easy.

the most cunning. The future helmsman of the Schnabel family was decisive and swift.

Hospital, stirring up a whirlwind before rolling into the parking garage, reemerging as

Noella. “For the

sideways. “When did you

we were heading home, we’d need something to cheer up the granddads, what

a knack for dealing with the old timers, knowing exactly how to play to their moods. Stepping into the hospital room, Marcel sat up straight,

Chapter 118

paid my respects to

about, I’ll go with you. Old Mrs. Lambert’s been a guardian angel to the Schnabels; she deserves

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

to the two old men.

I picked these out

old men’s faces bloomed with smiles.

one. Let’s see what you’ve got us,

she found the latest autumn scarf and hat from Master Azure, namely herself.

took up needle and thread herself, but it just so happened that she had casua crafted these items to test the softness and skin–friendliness of the latest

claimed them, dividing them into two separate

immediately donned the hat, grinning like a

be outdone, Marcel wrapped the scarf around his neck. “Noella, do I look dashing or

what?”

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

from Elara’s chickens,