The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 203

Chapter 203

Master Hector was one to act on impulse. He grabbed Vashel, who was in the midst of savoring a slice of cake, on his way out from the Schnabel family estate

Beckett removed his glasses, his voice bubbling with excitement, “Our farity’s business the gemstone market is set with today’s stone–gambling event. I’ve got my eye on a few prospects”

Stirling was puzzled, “You’ve got enough money, so why bother with the gemston

market? it’s peanuts compared to your oil business”

hat do you know? From now on, Mom, Noella, and Elara’s jewelry needs are all sorted Beckett wasn’t just eyeing the gemstone quary to make a quick buck. He was after a direct pipeline of premium gemstones for the Schnabel clan.

If the Schnabels had their own gemstone quarry and cornered a slice of the gemstone trade, Sienna and the two girls would never want for jewelry again.

Beckett’s life’s pleasure was making money, but more so, he enjoyed spending what he earned.

Noelia retreated to her room, where Master Hector’s gift awaited her.

The box, carved from gemstone, appeared seamless with no apparent way to pry it open.

The Polaris Star had their unique way of opening such boxes, requiring not just a fixed mortise and tenon joint but also a combination of password and fingerprint. A single mistake would mean the box remained shut.

With a “click” the box yielded to Noella’s touch, revealing an old photograph inside.

Three young people were captured in that faded photo: Harriet Lambert, Xavier, and a man Noella did not recognize. Noella’s eyes pupils dilated on seeing that

A note was also tucked inside the box: [Noella, I know you’re looking into your grandmother’s past. This is for you. Also, the osmanthus carving you made hides two USB drives–find Xavier. From Hector.]

Her osmanthus carving?

Indeed, the carving had two compartments for USB drives, a precaution Noella took in case one failed or got damaged. But she hadn’t told her grandmother about the second slot!

Noella stood up and approached the collection shelf in her room to retrieve the osmanthus carving. Marcel had not taken this piece; it was left for Noella.

eyes, Noella, who had accompanied Harriet through

did

compartment, which should have also contained

the

for a video call.

“Hey, kiddo! Westwood Mercenary Corps

a man of considerable sway within Lockhart Prison, eliminating a second–string mercenary group that survived on smuggling arms at the border was

photo in front

this?” she

have

shifted to grave seriousness in an instant, removing his

who

Xavier denied, “Don’t

holding hands in the photo, and you say you don’t know

that way, kiddo! This guy… well, he’s from Polaris Star. If it weren’t for Marcel,

Who the grandpa was didn’t really make a difference, especially

from Polaris Star? Why don’t I know him?”

Even if you’ve got a few stars

1/2

10.27

there. This guy’s one of the old guards of Polaris Star, namely the Merak from back in the day. And I have no Idea

eyes widened instantly. “Chandma was part of

ancient History! Gotta go, kiddo. I’ve got a pot of braised

question. Where is he now?:

your grandma. Now he’s probably running some university as a dean. If you’re after something

you looked for

left behind. Why

time in Lockhart Prison, ain’t

Noella paused.

Prison, she hardly saw

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