The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 121

Noella glanced at the message on her phone and handed it over to Marcel.

“She wants you to get the papers? What’s she scheming now? Always causing trouble! Noella, don’t bother with her. She has to agree to the divorce, whether she likes it or not. The flight’s arranged; she’ll be out of here by tomorrow!”

Marcel thought of Ashlyn’s antics over the years, and his face soured.

Their marriage had been unconventional. He’d spent his early years on military duty, and after that woman passed away, he’d become jaded about love. That’s when Ashlyn showed up with a child, claiming it was his.

Marcel, bewildered about when he could have fathered a child with Ashlyn, was met with her tears and accusations of his drunken advances!

After a DNA test confirmed the child was his, Marcel, under orders from above, had reluctantly married Ashlyn, and years had flown by. Despite his suspicions that Ashlyn might not be Tristan’s biological mother, he couldn’t figure out who else it could be.

The boy was definitely his son! But the identity of the boy’s mother remained a mystery.

Maybe he’d been duped for over five decades!

Marcel turned to Palmer, his voice grave. “Palmer, since she’s insistent on having Noella fetch the divorce papers, go with her. Remember, you’re a Pollack, not involved with the Schnabels for the time being.”

Palmer perked up. Did Marcel mean… if Ashlyn did anything against Noella, he could retaliate?

“Understood. I’ll protect Noella.”

Marcel nodded, satisfied.

Sending Palmer was strategic; it would be unseemly for a Schnabel to intervene, but as Noella’s fiancé and the Pollack head, Ashlyn wouldn’t dare send him away.

Merrick beamed at Noella. “Noella, dear, I’ve acquired a jewelry design company for you, right near your campus. You can put your designs into practice there, and I’ll buy everything you create!”

Since learning Noella studied jewelry design, Merrick had been busy scouting for the perfect company. It needed to be just the right size, not too overwhelming for Noella’s studies but allowing her to unleash her creativity without academic constraints.

“I’ve heard about how you’ve revamped the music store and the gallery, tweaking policies. Is our Noella a business prodigy? All our assets might as well be yours. Who knows, you might become a business legend!”

This was his precious granddaughter, and suddenly she

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ever unhappy with

Noella was flustered.

would she do with so many companies? Her own ventures were managed by the folks

drive. She can come home! Oh, and darling, whenever you

to find the time. After all, when patrolling the

when I’ve got time. Now, I’ll

early for dinner.

side, smoothly picking up her handbag, every

watched with satisfaction.

at them, a

girl by his side. The slender young

made in heaven, indeed!

to Tristan and the younger Schnabels. “Go attend

were sharp and commanding, exuding

spoke, Tristan and his

let’s play another game.” Merrick

you owe me a

wasn’t filled with clear

win first, then

take the keys, whispering, “Ms. Noella, Mr. Pollack,

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report for filing!”

but they needed to be

Noella’s hand, headed inside. “She

hand it to me. When I tried to take it, she accused me of… of

expression fell.

wife and kids, he certainly wasn’t going to make a move on his former superior’s wife… no, ex–wife, especially not here