The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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[Look at them, the picture of family harmony. If you don’t take action soon, the Schnabels will surely strip you of your position.] The nanny warned as she sent the video.

Yvonne watched the video of the jolly family gathering, her eyes reddening with rage. She zoomed in on the video, spotting Palmer and Sexton.

Why was Sexton there too? Was Palmer roped into this get–together by him, with no choice but to join the Schnabels‘ feast? At this rate, that country bumpkin might actually marry Palmer, and then she’d have no standing in either the Schnabel or Pollack families.

All her painstaking efforts- was she really supposed to just hand everything over to someone else?

Tears streaming down her face, Yvonne handed the phone to Ashlyn.

“Grandma, look at this. They are dining together right now, and it looks like they are one big happy family.”

Ashlyn gave a weak glance at the video and lethargically nodded in agreement.

Noella’s outburst earlier in the day had left Ashlyn terrified, fearing another violent episode. Rumor had it that a few caregivers Noella had struck ended up in the ICU.

It was simply horrifying!

With her own face still swollen, Ashlyn hadn’t received the slightest care, and Yvonne, upon her return, hadn’t even noticed her grandmother’s injury.

“Grandma, don’t you care even a little bit? Mom and Dad have no sense of filial piety towards you. They don’t treat us like family. Such an important occasion, and they didn’t even call us to join them for dinner!”

Ashlyn merely nodded and mumbled, “Oh, dinner, family dinner.”

Frowning at her grandmother, Yvonne only now noticed Ashlyn’s bruised face. She screamed and called for a caregiver.

“What happened here? How did my grandmother get hurt?”

“It was the lady herself,” the caregiver spoke without emotion. “Also, Mr. Schnabel instructed you to prepare for a flight to Gerastor tomorrow. The arrangements for the convalescent home for the old lady and your school have all been made.”

dropped her phone!

Schnabels were sending her and her grandmother abroad–and as soon

at the duo. They were Pollack family caregivers, not the beefy, do–nothing bruisers Ashlyn had hired to strut around her.

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had heard the rumors–Yvonne aspiring to be their group’s lady wod attacking Annie, the assistant, even contemplating firing

contemptible bully their future lady, graceful and noble? They wouldn’t

stand for it!

Yvonne was dumbfounded,

outrageous, Wiibat had she done so wrong all these years? No one

face, Yvonne replied to

and the old lady might not have to leave, right? And isn’t someone missing from the video? You and Ms.

the message, Yvonne

could still do something–she had

in Emerald County. She wanted to see Elara’s reaction to the footage of the Schnabel family dining happily without her, wondering if it would upset

magnified the video several times, focusing on Noella, and said to herself, “Who took this? Why are they filming my brothers? Can’t they get a

she cared about was

quickly replied:

she had, but Elara’s

heartbroken, crying

need to be sad. We were never really part of their family. It’s normal for outsiders like us not to fit in. If you’re upset, I can

was sharp: [Team up with you? If I had an IQ of 300, adding yours would leave us in the negatives. I have no interest in fools. I was never a Schnabel. None of what they have is mine, nor is it yours, Yvonne.

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word punctuated for emphasis. Elara sent smiling emojis to hint

so angry she could

Damn it a!!!

slightest bit jealous of Noella. Didn’t Elara feel like something of hers

be faking it, sucking up to Noella, that