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.”

had snagged it while removing Lavinia’s hair

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said you trust DNA more, right? Lucian also sneakily put away the

revelation. “Is there enough DNA on the spoon, or should I drop a few strands of my

do it.”

a few strands from her head, sealed

of Lucian. “This

caught red–handed. “Well,

Call me with the results. Goodbye, Lucian!”

Lucian chuckled, holding the strands of hair in his hand.

of the night at the Schnabel Manor in Serene

the video call with

on her bed, exuding an air of defeat. “Boss! The old man’s arriving

King invited by

valuing precious stones. His biggest pet peeve was anyone tarnishing his moniker with false

on a flight across the ocean, and the current one’s right here. If it’s about half–baked gem betting, no one beats me. Calling himself a king? More like a joke! The Gruber family’s Walden sure knows how to stir up trouble. He’s still oblivious to the lesson from his last encounter

for the Gruber family. She thinks she’s the heiress or something? Is Yvonne Gruber

her eyes. “What’s the

you, she had the nerve to open a new

was visibly

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It’s not stocked with as

nodded, “It’s

brain short–circuited.

“Any objections?”

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

playing in the mud while their boss was making big moves. Their boss

music store to

up Master Hector tomorrow, and don’t you

of

settled on the curtains dancing in

“Since when does Mr. Pollack need to scale balconies? Has the Pollack Group fallen on such hard times that they can’t even afford

a robe. The silk garment hung open

to wake you,