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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anything outrageous. He 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

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their sights set on Ms. Noella. They’re hoping she’ll

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

watch the feed. Seeing his sister upset about past events. made his heart ache. He wished he could tear apart

her, which made Beckett warm up to

brother Jasper walked in..

want to settle with cash, keep it out of court. What do you

in jail.” Beckett was not one to nurse their

have to sell properties to scrape

them locked

end up in some cushy hospital ward. Let ‘em pay for their

up in legal troubles, paying for

easy.

eldest, seemed the most harmless but was actually the most cunning. The future helmsman of the Schnabel family was decisive and swift.

a whirlwind before rolling into the parking garage, reemerging

a gift from the trunk, approaching Noella. “For the

glanced sideways. “When did you get

I figured since we were heading home, we’d need something to

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

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paid my respects to Old Mrs. Lambert.”

to do. When I’m up and about, I’ll go with you. Old Mrs. Lambert’s been a guardian angel to the Schnabels;

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

the gifts to

Marcel, Noella and I picked these out for you both. Congratulations on

faces bloomed

always been the thoughtful one. Let’s see what you’ve got us, kiddo.”

choice. Upon opening the box, she found

just so happened that she had casua crafted these items to test the softness and skin–friendliness of the latest fabric developed by

Palmer swiftly claimed them, dividing them into

grinning like a

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

what?”

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

Polaris Star. The fabric originated from Elara’s chickens, with Polaris Star’s additional touches, it turned into what it was now.