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.

linking arms with Palmer and Beckett as they made their entrance, instantly becoming the center of

wearing a tie to match her dress, and the other in

in frustration, “Mom, why does Noella get to flirt with two men at once? Don’t they know how messy her personal life is?

Belinda was unsure.

of her child! 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

man must

to stand it any longer, Briony tugged on Belinda’s arm, making her way towards

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

given the chance, Palmer’s expression would be even more interesting than it

was years ago.

this, Larson’s expression became

– truly a Schnabel through and through. Mr. Schnabel, you’re quite

“Indeed, some

me as a Schnabel.

manners. Larson may be aging, but he’s not blind. Of course, he knows who you

us. She shouldn’t talk that way. The Pallack family wouldn’t forget a Schnabel, right? Noella, you should be more

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suggesting more to their

smile twitched at the edges: the Schnabels were more protective

“The Schnabels

chuckled, “I have a daughter about your age. Perhaps you could meet her, and who

smile “That sounds promising, although I wonder

secret that Larson had

of more tucked away overseas. This was a stain on the Pollack family’s