The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 174

Tandy was the very definition of cautious. In his story, it was sheer serendipity that brought Elara to the Schnabel household. With so many children in the orphanage, why her?

He clenched his Jaw. “Pure coincidence.”

I’ve checked ail the kids that came out of Heartfelt Orphanage that year, and you just happened to pick the brightest and the smartest. Lucky, huh?”

Tandy’s gaze drifted. “Alright, that child was indeed handpicked. Someone said she was exceptional, and that she wouldn’t raise any suspicions at the Schnabels.”

Noella nodded, seemingly agreeing with the statement.

Elara and the Schnabel boys were alike–intelligent, attractive, and cultured. It was as if she was one of their own. Standing with them, no one questioned Elara’s place in the family.

“Whose child is she?”

Tandy hesitated, silent for a long moment. “She’s doing so well with the Schnabels, so why dig into her past?”

Elara indeed lived well in the Schnabel family, but she deserved to know her origins, to choose her own family!

Noella understood this dilemma all too well. Embracing a new family was tough, but the truth was Elara’s right.

“Just tell me whose child she is, that’s enough.”

Tandy sighed, a wry smile crossing his face. “If memory serves, she’s a Pollack.”

Noella and Palmer were stunned.

Elara, a Pollack?

Xavier frowned at Palmer. “Your cousins are way older than you, your uncle is single, so your dad had an affair?”

Palmer was quick to deny. “My parents were devoted to each other.”

“Really? You’re not with your dad all the time. He could have secrets, right?”

Facing Xavier’s skepticism, Palmer added, “Even if there was a possibility of an affair, there’s no way he’d have a child Elara’s age.”

During the time of Elara’s birth, Palmer’s mother had her own troubles. It was unlikely his father would betray her then.

faintly. “It’s Jacob Pollack, the second son. He likely isn’t aware of

Palmer

towards Elara was more tender than that of a mere

what really happened

can’t tell you that. I can only tell you that she gave birth to the kid when an

searching his face

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deliberately, she asked, “What did you do when my grandmother was hospitalized long before,

he felt an urge to dissect Tandy’s brain right then and there for

“Got any booze?

grabbed a finely crafted flask from his waist and tossed it over.

throat, he coughed

composure.

you, the former director of Tandy Hospital was the one who issued orders to me. I know Jittle about it; Harriet didn’t die, she even gave birth to a

don’t know the full story! After I switched the baby, they reassured me–old tricks would

his faithful. Heart!

heavens!”

to sing hymns, reminiscent of orphanage

rambling about? Is he losing it? I

bottle from the

proof vodka, strong enough to muddle the senses of a

for him to sober up. When he does, give

the pendant,

this? Are you really going to save him?”

else can you ask? Can you find the former head of Tandy Hospital? At least he knows who that is.”

Don’t worry, I’ll

burst in, a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. “Xavier, we’ve got a bunch of knuckleheads outside wanting to storm the place. How do we welcome

affair, so when someone attempted a jailbreak, it was practically entertainment! Outside, the excitement was

“Next time you get mixed up with the law, ask Noella! You blind, or what? I’m getting on in years; the joint’s

a feather. “I don’t want

handle things for now. This place may not be pretty, but it’s got its uses! What do you reckon we should do with those jailbirds out there? Chum for

will clam

realization. “I better go check