The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 195

There’s only three on Vocalist’s side in the South Flora Storage. Come now, boss!”

The South Flora Storage wasn’t far from where Noella stood–it was merely six miles away. She quickly memorized the route after a glance at her phone’s map, then pocketed the device and swung her leg over her parked motorcycle, securing her helmet before revving the engine to life.

“Hey, Ulrich, I’ve got something urgent, so can you drop off Malvina and Elara for me? I’ll head home later!” Noella called out, the roar of her bike punctuating her hastiness.

“Wait, Noella-” Ulrich’s response was cut short as Noella’s figure vanished around the corner, soon becoming nothing more than a blur on the horizon.

Malvina let out a whistle, “Wow, would you look at that? Our little Noella’s got a wild streak. I like it!” She had thought Noella was the pampered darling of the Schnabel family, the precious Ms. Noella.

Squinting in the direction Noella had disappeared, Malvina had a hunch she was heading toward the Shadow Dragon Society’s hideout. Whether or not it was a mere gut feeling, she was all for buying Noella some time.

The Shadow Dragon Society had a hand in her mother’s death, and now they expected to roam around Imperial City, terrorizing people under Arthur’s protection. Not on her watch. “If a dog bites without a leash, it’s the owner’s fault,” Malvina mused aloud.

Turning to Ulrich with a flirtatious smile, she said, “I think I’ll stop here. Those guys know me, and I can’t explain that to grandpa. Mind giving me a ride back?”

“If you don’t, I’ll tell our dear Noella you’re a bad brother. You’re supposed to bring a girl back safe and sound, right?”

Ulrich’s eyelid twitched in annoyance.

“Fine, I’ll take you home. Elara, hop on.”

As they drove, Malvina passed the phone to Ulrich, “Add me on WhatsApp, why don’t you? You’re the second in the Schnabels, and I’m in the same spot at the Grubers. We might have more in common than you think.”

Common ground?

What could they possibly share?

As Ulrich added her, he raised an eyebrow and said, “Do you also have a passion for research on proton pump inhibitors for stress–related ulcers? Because that would be something we have in common.”

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There, Ulrich was launching into a ceaseless explanation of his latest research project, but Malvina didn’t catch a word. Her gaze glazed over with confusion.

just cut Ulrich off. “Stop it, will you? Brag about your research when you win a prize or something. Who

bachelor for life. Did

could snag a Schnabel heir to beef up my inheritance claim, but I caught a

Ulrich’s eyes flicked

they Shadow

outfor

out

after me. That driver is Yvonne’s father. His face

was Arthur’s right–hand man, had been handling the dirtiest of deeds for Arthur

replace me. As if she could, with that face?

Please.”

stunning face was dripping

me, that’d be

as to need the Schnabels to deal with this. Though, if you wanted

great!”

at her with a complex look on his face.

despite the sweat on her

my sister’s, and she just helped us find several Shadow Dragon Society hangouts, I’m not one to abandon

his shirt as his

are cameras ahead; better to shake them off before we make

South Flora Storage.

warehouse was a relic surrounded by derelict buildings. Noella’s motorcycle skidded across the decrepit landscape, her eyes fixed on the

structure.

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the bushes and

men, and Vocalist’s reinforcements are still

make it?” she asked.

literally dug up the road with excavators and thus trapped them. It’ll take a while to get

Dragon Society’s ruthlessness. Imperial City was not

Phecda dialed the emergency hotline, reporting everything and sending a file on the Shadow Dragon Society’s activities.

unlike the border regions, Imperial City

our guys are on rescue duty. But