The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 169

The Schnabel family was a mess of tears, and it fell to Noella to console one after the othe

Nothing weighed heavier on the Schnabel brothers‘ hearts than the realization of how tough Noella’s life with their grandmother had been.

Beckett ruffled Noella’s hair, feeling an unbearable ache in his chest. How could their sister have endured such hardships?

Looking at Noella with a stern face, Beckett declared, “Sis, from now on, your brothers will protect you!”

With a gentle smile, Noella replied, “Okay.”

Marcel wiped away his tears, stood up, and handed Noella the USB drive.

“Noella, copy your grandma’s video onto this. Bring it with you tomorrow, it might come in handy.”

A sudden thought struck Noella as she gazed at Marcel’s determined face. Did Grandma have some connection to Lockhart Prison? Was it related to the secret she kept from

her?

From the tone of her grandmother’s voice during the video, it was as if she’d known at the

time that Noella was a Schnabel.

Suppressing her curiosity and without further questioning, Noella nodded and accepted the USB drive.

“Got it.”

After giving his instructions, Marcel turned and went upstairs. His figure seemed to age with every step, a man deeply struck by grief.

Tristan, holding Sienna, cried like a toddler, “Honey, Mom knew she was my mom; I’m not an orphan! And she helped raise Noella, but they lived such a hard life.”

“There, there. Now we’ll make it up to Noella. Let’s move Mom’s plot back to the Schnabel family cemetery, okay?”

was worried Harriet

would Grandma be okay with that?”

thought, Noella nodded. “Grandma would want to be with Dad and me. She knew about you, and she was a good person. She wouldn’t hold the past against Dad.

don’t know what happened between Grandma and Grandpa, but she wouldn’t blame

Looking at his precious daughter, so sensible anks to his mother who raised her so well in such

County; one daughter has already endured enough hardship, we can’t let the

come

in the group chat, buried her face in her pillow and

suffered too much. Just the thought was enough to sadden her. She realized how caring Noella was because of

Cold comfort was no substitute for a substantial

characteristic generosity, texted: [It’s all for you. That’s the last quarter’s research bonus. I’ll keep earning and buy you even more nice things! Take it, and don’t you dare refuse, or it’s like

by a string of

accepted the

bank heists. I’m well off, and if you run short for your

allowances from the Schnabel family and the Palmer family, Noella

out, I’ll just

flaunted her bank transfer

sent Noella any cash? Stingy bunch of dudes. Man, I’m disappointed. Looks

Schnabel men were silent. One after another,

chuckled while her own phone buzzed with incoming transfers from the Schnabel

morning, the Schnabels were busy rolling eggs over their

piercing eyes exuded an almost intimidating aura, which could send shiver down the onlooker’s spine. Yet, the moment he laid eyes on Noella, that

the Schnabel family breakfast all about eggs

in, Palmer. Have breakfast first. You’ll be in charge of Noella’s

on me to keep Noella

couldn’t go to Lockhart Prison themselves, they had no choice but to rely on him; otherwise they’d

Pollack, if my sister comes to any harm, the Pollack Group

anything lucky, keep your mouth shut! Talking about harm and retribution, I’ll

anger, Tristan threw an egg at Beckett, who caught it with a stern face and returned to nursing his swollen eyes in silence.

chuckle. With long strides, he came over to Noella and