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

were sending her and her

without another glance at the duo. They were Pollack family caregivers, not the beefy, do–nothing bruisers Ashlyn had hired to strut

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

so contemptible bully their future lady, graceful and noble?

stand for it!

Yvonne was dumbfounded,

these years? No one in the

face, Yvonne

so negative, Think about it if something happens tonight, you and the old lady might not have to leave, right? And isn’t someone missing from the video? You and Ms. Elara are both adopted daughters. If Ms. Elara agrees to join forces with you, the Schnabels‘ assets could easily fall into your hands. Mr. Pollack only joined the dinner out of politeness. The old gentlemen have been

the message, Yvonne sprang

could still do something–she had to!

was busy with experiments in Emerald County. She wanted to see

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 direct shot

cared about

replied:

sent all the videos she had, but

she too heartbroken, crying secretly in Emerald

false compassion: [Elara, there’s no 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 keep you company! Believe me, if we join forces, no one can ever

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

was so angry she could have

Damn it a!!!

couldn’t believe that Elara wasn’t the slightest bit jealous of Noella. Didn’t Elara feel like something of hers

sucking up to Noella, that country