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?”

but was worried Harriet might not

be

and me. She knew about you,

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

again! Looking at his precious daughter, so sensible anks to his mother

bringing Mom back! And we’ll visit Elara in Emerald County; one daughter has already endured enough hardship, we can’t let the

come

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

and grandmother had suffered too much. Just the thought was enough to sadden her. She realized how caring Noella was because of the hardships she faced in previous years, the ordeal she went through with

took her phone, and after pondering for some time, she eventually decided to send Noella a sum of money. Cold comfort was no substitute for a substantial bank transfer. Noella, puzzled by the unexpected windfall, wondered why her sister had suddenly sent

[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 you’re looking down on me!

message was followed by a string of kissy–face emojis.

helplessly and accepted

sis. But no need for bank heists. I’m well off, and if

Schnabel family and the Palmer family, Noella had no idea how

I’ll just kidnap

bank transfer in the group chat.

Man, I’m disappointed.

men were silent. One after another, Noella’s phone chimed with transfer

own phone buzzed with incoming transfers from the Schnabel

were busy rolling eggs over their ey puffiness

Palmer, with his trench coat billowing in the wind, pproached the Schnabel Manor with an air of nobility. His austere presence and piercing eyes exuded an almost intimidating aura, which could send shiver

the Schnabel family breakfast all about eggs

Have breakfast first. You’ll

can count on me to keep Noella

distrustful, but since they couldn’t go to Lockhart Prison themselves, they had no choice but to rely on

my sister comes to any harm, the Pollack

it! If you can’t say anything lucky, keep your mouth

Tristan threw an egg at Beckett, who caught it with a stern face and returned

to Noella and sat down, taking his time to share the morning