The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 122

Ashlyn was utterly flabbergasted!

In all her years, she’d never been spoken to with such disdain. Who did Noella think she was?

“You’ve lost all semblance of a lady speaking to me like this. Do you think Mr. Pollack will still have eyes for you after seeing your true colors?”

Noella’s eyebrow quirked up with a smirk. “Or would he prefer a dried–up old prune like you? I know how I looked like, thank you very much. But have you ever taken a good look at yourself in the mirror? Has anyone pointed out your crooked smile? With that wonky eye, do you drool in your sleep?”

Ashlyn was on the verge of fainting from sheer anger!

Palmer couldn’t help but let a sly grin play across his face. He knew full well that Noella never minced words. Even during their chance encounters at the border, where her face wasn’t fully visible, she could silence an entire crew with her biting wit.

Her prior politeness towards Ashlyn was likely due to her respect for her grandpa Marcel. Without a doubt, his fiancée was the most understanding girl in the world!

“No matter what, I love Noella. She will be the only one for me, forever.” His voice was laced with a tenderness and an elegance that outshone the passage of time, sending a blush creeping up Noella’s cheeks.

How he could say such things with a straight face was beyond her.

Ashlyn was livid upon hearing this, her face turning a shade of crimson so intense she nearly passed out on the spot.

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“You… I’ll tell you this–unless you leave the Schnabel family, I’m not handing over those divorce papers!”

Noella just chuckled lightly.

Childish games? She’d outgrown those by the age of three. She couldn’t believe Ashlyn still played these petty little games.

“It’s you who should leave the Schnabels, not me.”

Ashlyn hadn’t expected Noella to be such a tough nut to crack! “You’re nothing but an embarrassment. Why should you stay with the Schnabels? Someone like you should leave, to bring peace back to the family. I’m doing this for the good of the Schnabels. Sooner or later Marcel will see my true intentions. I’m the one who truly has the Schnabels‘ best interests at heart!”

Noella’s lips slowly curled into a smirk, propping her chin on her hand as she regarded Ashlyn. “So, trying to displace my mother and push your niece into the spotlight is for the family’s good? Are you really that foolish not to know that inbreeding is a bad idea, or do you think your

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father aren’t

thinking, retorted, “Of

that was your biologically related niece.” Noella’s face

frantic. “What are you implying? What are

since you don’t want me to leave, let’s talk about who my father’s real mother actually is.”

Her gaze flitted nervously, hands instinctively fidgeting with

always me. I’m Tristan’s mother, and with him, Marcel will have to marry me!”

the mere mention of Tristan’s birth mother.

“Ms. Noella, please, don’t provoke the patient. She’s still your grandmother. If anything happens to her, can you live with

stepped forward, peeling open Ashlyn’s

Not convincing enough. So, my dad isn’t really your child.

might eventually succumb to dementia in her old age, it wasn’t happening now. She was just faking it, hoping to stay with

could just dispose of this troublesome girl, it would pave the way for her Yvonne to marry into

eyes fláshed dangerously at the sight of

lay a finger on her, Noella slapped her hand away, the resounding smack

your grandmother! If my son

punch at the caregiver

chilling. “Sorry, but it was you I meant to hit. I’ve never shield away from

face, collapsed onto the bed, torn between fear and fury. “You’ve

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into a beautiful, innocent smile, her dimples reminiscent of her mother

reward, I think I’ll indulge in another

genuinely scared now,

girl was a madwoman!

can’t marry into the Pollack family, and the

light chuckle. “Would my fiancée ever want

do wonder. I guess I’ll see how

a sun emerging after a storm, as if he had just heard the most

sure to do my best. Leave the outside folks to me. It’s an honor to stand guard

suit

a few burly caregivers remained in