The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 120

Merrick was getting fired up too. “You think only you’ve got the cash? Noella, sweetheart, if you beat me in chess, I’ll gift you a brand spanking new company!”

Noella looked helplessly at the two old timers.

This kind of one–upmanship was fine, but totally unnecessary.

Half an hour later, Merrick couldn’t sit still! “Noella, dear, where did you learn to play chess like this? I am at my wit’s end!”

Marcel chortled with pride. “Ha, even old Tavian can’t beat Noella at chess. And you’re making fun of me? Think you can do better?”

Back in his youth, Merrick was a chess prodigy, yet here he was, unable to outplay his granddaughter for even half an hour!

“Embarrassed much?”

“Get outta here. Noella being a whiz is all thanks to our Horwich family genes. You’ve got nothing to do with it.”

Marcel was having none of it, slamming his cup down, sparking yet another round of bickering. “What are you implying? Noella is a Schnabel through and through!”

“Heh, saying your wife had the good genes? I’m not calling you daft, Tristan, but your mom, she’s no Einstein.”

Tristan wiped the sweat from his brow, thinking this was pretty much the same as being called dumb.

Merrick quipped, “Well, it doesn’t matter. You’re not Ashlyn’s flesh and blood, thankfully. You don’t resemble that hag, which is a good thing.”

The family was stunned.

What did he mean Tristan wasn’t Ashlyn’s flesh and blood?

Tristan was dumbfounded. “What are you saying? Whose child am I?”

Realizing he had misspoken, Merrick chuckled. “I’m pulling your leg. You couldn’t possibly be mine, a Horwich, right?”

Tristan got the picture he was still being called ugly.

Indeed, Merrick and Freya were known for their looks. When Tristan first laid eyes on their daughter Sienna, it was love at first sight.

a chess piece in his hand, sensing there was more to Merrick’s words. “Are

you are, demanding me to report

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game. He grabbed Noella and headed for the chessboard. “Come on, Noella. Let’s play chess. I’ve got a whole new book in mind! It starts with a chess game!”

out. His new book would make a splash, showcasing

was the romance of a wordsmith – weaving all his affections into his writing. Everyone

that you’re

Heh.” Merrick was

never spill the

the Lambert Mansion.

to the Lambert Mansion, his battered body dragging with exhaustion as

parents were close

she was at the Lambert ancestral home a few days back. Probably went

to use Old Mrs. Lambert as leverage to coax Noella into visiting

upon recognizing Vincent’s voice,

barely got out, “Noella,

his ear, leaving Vincent fuming.

That darn kid!

Fullers wouldn’t give up. “I heard she left by helicopter. Maybe she’s met some rich folks? Vincent, are Noella’s

folks just some chicken farmers in

sat up

see, a relative’s kid

The government’s using Emerald County for experiments now, paid us a pretty penny!”

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meant Noella’s real

of a bind. He needed money now more than ever! If he could

did you

one family in

Fifty million!

up

real parents‘ names were, or else he’d know exactly