The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 183

Elara’s gaze drifted from the photograph with a serene detachment. “We do have a striking resemblance. We must share some serendipitous connection.”

“It’s uncanny. I must say I’ve taken quite a liking to Miss Elara too!”

Lucian observed the exchange silently, his eyes eventually drifting to the manor’s verdant garden, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts.

Noella glanced at Lavinia with a smile. “Lavina, that hair clip of yours is gorgeous. May I take a look?”

“Of course, you can. I heard from Master Killian that you are studying jewelry design, right? This clip was crafted by a master jeweler; it’s quite unique.”

Noella carefully unfastened the hair clip from Lavinia’s head, admired it for a moment, and then returned it.

“Thank you.”

“My pleasure.”

After a short while, Noella and Elara got up to leave.

Lucian quickly interjected, “What’s the rush? You’ve only just arrived. Stay a little longer.”

Noella answered politely, “We were just passing by; we didn’t mean to disturb you guys for so long. My sister and I still need to get home for dinner.”

Lucian knew he had no right to ask them to stay but couldn’t bear to see them go. “Elara, could I get your phone number? Maybe you could visit me sometime?”

“Sure, I’ll be working at a research institute in Imperial City soon. If I happen to drop by for a meal, you can’t send me packing!”

The largest research institutes were conveniently located near the Richardson family estate, with Phoenix Lab’s affiliated labs close by.

Joy spread across Lucian’s face, smoothing out the wrinkles into a wide grin. “Come by anytime, my dear. If anyone tries to shoo you away, they’ll have me to answer to!”

Stepping outside the estate, Elara exhaled deeply.

Noella swung a leg over her motorcycle and handed Elara something.

“What’s this?”

“Lavinia’s hair.”

it while removing Lavinia’s hair clip,

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you trust DNA more, right? Lucian also

slapped her forehead as if struck by a sudden revelation. “Is there enough DNA on

do it.”

a few strands from her head, sealed them in a baggie, and said, “Wait here, Noella!”

the manor and, panting crouched in front of Lucian. “This

blushed at being caught red–handed. “Well, I didn’t

worries. Call me with the results.

chuckled, holding the strands of hair in his hand. “That girl’s got spunk. I like

at the Schnabel Manor in Serene

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man’s arriving in Imperial City tomorrow!

Gambling King invited

Gambling King, had an impeccable reputation for his skill in valuing precious stones.

sure knows how to stir up trouble. He’s still oblivious to

there’s Yvonne, her dad’s just a glorified errand boy for the Gruber family. She thinks

her eyes.

Mr. Pollack bought her gallery and gave it to you, she had

was visibly

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with as many planos, but it’s in a

“It’s mine.”

short–circuited.

“Any objections?”

at all. I’ll handle acquiring… wait, no, retrieving your music store.*

excitement in Yasbel’s voice was palpable. Yvonne was still playing in the mud while their boss was making big moves. Their boss could even claim Polaris Star,

store to her?

you’ll pick up Master Hector tomorrow, and don’t you

the imminent downgrade of his acting career, muttered,

settled on the curtains dancing in the

cool, laced with a faint hint of mockery. “Since when does Mr. Pollack need to scale balconies?

stepped through, clad in a robe. The silk garment hung open slightly at his chest,

to wake you, so I didn’t knock.”