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.

you? Brag about your research when you

destined to be a bachelor for life. Did

I could snag a Schnabel heir to

Ulrich’s eyes flicked

followed. Are they Shadow Dragon Society goons?”

outfor

just leaned out for

after me. That driver is Yvonne’s father. His face is uniquely hideous and made me hard to

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

idiot Yates wanting Yvonne to replace me.

Please.”

scoffed; her stunning face was

me, that’d be

me off. I’m not so helpless as to need the Schnabels to

great!”

with a complex

sweat on her forehead and her trembling

Shadow Dragon Society hangouts, I’m not one to abandon a friend in need.” He mused.

top buttons of his shirt as his

cameras ahead; better to shake them off before we

South Flora Storage.

motorcycle skidded across the decrepit landscape, her

structure.

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bushes and waved at

over three hundred men, and Vocalist’s reinforcements are still

it?” she asked.

Organization were blocked. Someone literally dug up the road with excavators and thus

was not some lawless border

Phecda dialed the emergency hotline, reporting everything

border regions, Imperial City

there, and our guys are on rescue duty. But Vocalist is in a