The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 237

Yvonne delivered a series of swift, sharp slaps, leaving Briony reeling under the force of each blow.

Fresh from surgery, Briony’s body was still frail, and it was only her thirst for the glitz and glamour that propped her up; otherwise, she wouldn’t have even been able to stand.

But now, struck down, she collapsed to the floor, clinging to Larson’s leg.

“Daddy, It’s me, Briony, your own flesh and blood! You can’t possibly disown me, can you?”

Yvonne, not to be outdone, rushed forward and clasped Larson’s wife’s hand, trying to squeeze out a few tears to appear as pitiful as possible.

“Mom, it’s Yvonne Remember? You called me and asked me to come find you here.”

Beckett with a hint of mischief, tugged Noella back a step. “Let’s hang back; the view’s better for the show.”

Suppressing a giggle, Noella gently tugged Palmer’s sleeve, bringing him to the safety zone as well.

Palmer responded by slipping his hand into Noella’s, their fingers intertwining secretly.

The other guests shared the same sentiment- this was a spectacle not to be missed.

If these girls truly were Larson’s and his wife’s daughters, intervening would mean crossing the Pollack family, and no one wanted to risk that. If not, it wasn’t their place to sort out the mess. Either way, it wasn’t their reputation on the line.

A muffled chuckle spread among the crowd. “Larson’s got so many kids, what’s two more?”

“True, but these two aren’t exactly lookers. If he took them in, he’d be the talk of the town, and not in a good way. These girls would be a real hand–me–down.”

With the whispers and crass words buzzing around, Larson felt his head spinning. He glared at Belinda hiding in the back, then kicked Briony away from his feet.

dad? A bastard child like you wants to claim me as a father?

been in touch with you. I have only one daughter, and she certainly doesn’t Took anything like

Larson a fierce look. It

hadn’t been dealt with,

their doorstep!

her phone, pointing to a message as she pleaded. “Mom, you asked me to come find you here at the party!”

and frowned.

it

contact, she was called Madam. Since when did

covered in dirt, addressing Briony. Our bodyguard, also my s your real

been tending to the garden and

secretary, Luther that’s

is your dad, and now our family can finally be whole. Apologize to

being together

Briony was stunned!

her father’s prestigious status, she meant Larson’s secretary? What kind of prestige was that?

Then why is this woman Yvonne

issue? Your mother’s children are mine as well. You’ve got eight brothers and seven sisters waiting for you at home–quite the

like

Since he didn’t

realizing her father was just a bodyguard, her mother a housekeeper, Briony’s future seemed bleaker than Noella’s farming family–an

hoisted Briony over his shoulder and dragged Yvonne away, disappearing from

reaction to Briony, had already silpped away unnoticed at the first

our housekeeper and bodyguard have made quite the scene, apoiling your fun. I take the

from anger or embarrassment, it was

raising his glass in toast, until he finally reached Palmer. “Palmer, we’re family after all, and blood’s thicker than water. You can’t side with strangers over your uncle, can you? Lately, every