The Killer Queen by Noella Briony
Chapter 162
Chapter 162
Tristan strode up to Noella, his hands bracing against the desk as he fixed his gaze on Marcel.
“Dad! Are you even aware of what kind of hellhole Lockhart Prison is? Jasper nearly lost his life there last time! Noella’s just a kid. How can you even think of sending her to such a place? Noella might not have been raised by our side, but she’s still the one and only daughter of the Schnabel family! You only have one granddaughter. How can you be so heartless?”
Marcel retorted angrily. “Are you suggesting I’m intentionally putting Noella in harm’s way? This is about what really happened to your mother. If it weren’t for that unfortunate incident, neither your mother nor Noella would have had to endure so much hardship!”
Tristan was stunned. “My… my mom? Dad, are you saying you know who my mom is?”
Marcel glanced at him irritably. “I haven’t laid a finger on Ashlyn since we were married, and you think I won’t know who your mother is?”
He just needed some concrete evidence to support his suspicions, but both Merrick and Sexton were being evasive. Those two old foxes wouldn’t utter a peep!
Thankfully, Noella had brought the DNA test results.
Tristan, looking at the paternity test report on the desk and hearing Noella say it was a test between him and Grandma Harriet, was completely dumbfounded!
He embraced Noella in a bear hug, sobbing. “Sweetheart! Thank you for always being there for your grandma!*
Noella, a bit helpless, patted Tristan’s back in an attempt to comfort him.
Marcel snorted coldly. “I’ve made arrangements at Lockhart Prison. Palmer will accompany Noella. Nothing will happen.”
Tristan straightened up suddenly. “Dad, why didn’t you say you had everything under control? You had me worried sick! I knew you wouldn’t harm Noella. For a moment there, I thought you were Wolf.”
Marcel, at the end of his patience, snapped, “Get out!”
Stepping out of Marcel’s study, Noella received a call from Nyssa.
“Ms. Schnabel, could you swing by the gallery? There’s a situation here that needs your attention. A new gallery opened across the street run by Yvonne Gruber, and she’s been stirring up trouble with our gallery ever since you’ve been away!”
“Alright.”
Hanging up, Noella left the Schnabel estate and got into the car driven by Alkaid.
The traffic in Imperial City was a nightmare, especially during rush hour and holidays.
down a side street. Glancing in the rear–view mirror, he
got a tail.”
“Shake them off.”
drifts, they
them relentlessly, even trying to ram Noella’s vehicle! After the first unsuccessful
a car modified by Polaris Star could be
“Boss, hold tight!”
several motorcycles emerged from an
was bewildered. Wasn’t the target just some high school kid?
car, her gaze icy as she glanced at the driver and said indifferently, “Clean this up.”
on a motorcycle. We’ll handle this and make sure he spills everything.”
Alkaid’s warm smile, Noella nodded, swung her long legs over a motorcycle
gallery, Jarred and Nyssa waited anxiously
Schnabel’s on the
Ms. Schnabel, and she said she’d be here in five minutes, but looking at today’s traffic map,
throng of people outside the rival gallery,
start trashing our place. Maybe we
Even if they’re all family, the gallery is Ms. Schnabel’s business.
for a long time, and the event at the rival gallery was in full
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from the crowd, a full fox fur draped over her shoulders, resembling a walking taking fox. Yvonne, in her high heels, approached the entrance of the gallery, her chin Uted in disdain as
Too scared to open up shop because of the noise from our
the Gruber family, confident that her presence would blindside Noela, who was nothing more than a country bumpkin. When the Schnabel
out; once the Schnabel family saw her true potential and regretted their decisions, she would make Noella pay for
was impassive as he said, “Ms. Gruber, this is our turf. We can stand wherever we
face! “Loudmouthed mutt, do you even know who you’re talking
by the slap,
out in front of a crowd; was she lacking in manners or just out of her
any trouble for
Jarred, Yvonne mistook his silence for fear
sense of superiority.
she was poised to slap Nyssa, a rumbling noise erupted from behind. A teal motorcycle zipped by like lightning in the jungle, pulling up at the curb.
sporty gear, with a pink helmet atop her head. As she removed it, her hair cascaded down,
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