The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 236

Yvonne made her way across the room towards the woman chatting animatedly beside Larson

Meanwhile, tucked away in a corner, Belinda supported Briony, who was struggling to stand. Having undergone surgery just the day before, Briony was drained of strength her complexion ashen.

“Mons, who is my father, really?”

The quests at the Pollack family soiree represented a blend of affluence and Influence. The dazzling array of luxurious gowns was enough to make Briony’s head spin! Above all, there was Larson in the spotlight, donning a bespoke suit – a privilege that money alone couldn’t buy

Vincent had once coveted a suit from that designer, only to be turned away after a humiliating wealth check. The brand had stuck in Briony’s memory following Vincent’s rant at home.

“Oh, Brony, just you wait and see, your father’s identity is bound to knock your socks offi

Her heart pounding, Briony wondered, could Larson be her father?

The Pollack family- a name synonymous with wealth. Vincent’s entire fortune wouldn’t come close to being a fraction of their wealth. Rumor had it that the Pollack children’s monthly allowances started in the millions.

If Larson was her biological father, a life of luxury awaited her And Milford, whom she once thought out of her league, along with all the men at the gala, could be within her reach.

Belinda held Briony steady. “We can’t afford to offend any guests here. Let’s wait for your father to come to us.

Briony nodded absent–mindedly, her gaze catching a familiar figure entering the room.

Her pupils dilated, voice quivering. “Mom, isn’t that Noella?

Belinda followed her daughter’s gaze.

The girl in a pale blue gown seemed like a woodland fairy, her skin radiant. The gown flowed in delicate layers, accented with subtle pattems, and trailed behind her as she entered, flanked by two men who released the hem of her dress to the floor.

encased in matching light gloves, linking arms with Palmer and Beckett as

wearing a tie to match her

frustration, “Mom, why does Noella get to flirt with two men at once? Don’t

Belinda was unsure.

Briony’s eyes filled with resentment and bitterness, especially when Larson personally greeted them, chatting amicably with the man in the pale suit beside Noella–that

demeanor indicated the man must be someone

tugged on Belinda’s arm, making her way

as he looked at Palmer, noticing his sharp suit and smiling in response. He remembered that Palmer didn’t like light–colored suits. Now, willing to wear light colors

Larson believed that if given the chance,

was years ago.

expression became

stunning – truly a Schnabel through and through. Mr. Schnabel, you’re quite the young achiever Us old–timers are probably on our

smile. “Indeed, some more quickly

nodded. “I’m glad you recognize me as a Schnabel.

Larson may be aging, but he’s not blind.

Noella’s been a bit spoiled by us. She shouldn’t talk that way. The Pallack family

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7 got it”

suggesting more to their words

the Schnabels were more protective of their

“The Schnabels

age. Perhaps you could meet her, and who knows, the Pollack and Schnabel families might

although I wonder which daughter you’re

high society, it was an open secret that Larson had a string of illegitimate children, with six known daughters and

more tucked away overseas. This was a stain on the Pollack