The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 246

Yvonne felt her world spinning out of control. She had once been a cherished member of the Schnabel family, but ever since that country bumpkin showed up, Tristan had kicked her to the curb without a second thought! How could this be happening to her? Queenie’s social media account had vanished, surely stirring the pot among her many followers

Yvonne wasted no time in setting up a new, inconspicuous profile.

Briony, seated on the floor, clicked on a video and muttered, “A celestial beauty descends to Imperial University, and among the freshmen is an apprentice of the zither maestro, Master Rainer?”

The person playing in the video looked all too familiar–it was Noellel

Why on earth was she at Imperial University?

She was nothing but a farmer’s daughter, a cuckoo in the nest for years, stealing the life she should have had. And now she had the gall to attend Imperial University?

Brony seethed with jealousy, wishing she could slither away into the shadows.

On impulse, she left a comment on the video: [This is all a lie. She has a messy private life. I grew up with her. She can’t play any instrument]

After posting. Briony’s heart raced with quilt. She quickly opened her chat with Belinda, only to find that Belinda had blocked her!

Yvonne was frantically manipulating her new account, claiming to be Queenie’s distant relative and alleging that Queenie’s account had been frozen by the Schnabel family. She threw in a fair share of veiled insults at the Schnabels, not daring to be too direct.

Once the messages were sent, Yvonne tossed her phone aside. She refused to sit back and accept defeat! Queenie claimed to be her mother, but she didn’t buy it for a second!

Clutching the curtains so tightly the fabric warped in her grip, Yvonne’s face contorted with anger, making Briony too scared to even look at her.

“I won’t be slaughtered like a lamb. I’ll confront the old hag and get some answers!” She barked at Briony, still on the floor. “Get me some water, and stop staring or Ill gouge out your eyes!”

After gulping down the water Briony poured, Yvonne commanded, “Spill everything about Noella’s time with the Lambert family!”

If she could just dig up some dirt on Noella, a few well–placed comments from Queenie’s account, and sooner or later the Schnabels would see that country bumpkin for who she really was

“Ms y

Yvonne, Noella’s at Imperial University now, and the internet is buzzing, calling her a goddess.”

the real status of Noella’s biological family. They seemed far from

MediCore University, while Noella’s life seemed to get better by the day.

she slapped Briony across the face. “Ah!

to back down, engaged in a vicious

dead!”

nails drawing blood as they

part of the Schnabel family, so by what night did

quickly spiraled

couple heard

she can pull the same trick twice, sending that girl to Larson’s feet to become a daughter of the Pollack family. As if that girl could ever be so lucky!”

or Gruber families. Either kicked out or witnessing bankruptcy, she had nowhere

Yvonne to be Larson’s daughter, but that would require Yvonne

as Noella emerged in her pajamas, her hair wet and clinging to her as she absentmindedly dabbed it with

Just as a pair of elegant hands pried it open, an alarmed cry

“Who’s there?”

sat munching on potato chips, clutching Noella’s plush toy, and locked eyes with Palmer, who had just clambered through

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window

icy gaze, Malvine suddenly felt a chill run down

you two have plans? I just

past Malvina, settling on Noelle as she continued to dry her

droplets trickling down her hair soaked through the thin fabric of her nightgown, clinging to her delicate back. Further down were her long, pale legs, so exquisite in their form, they were almost mesmerizing.

burning gaze, as if

you here?”

bobbed slightly, swallowing his Immediate desires,

Im here so you can change my dressing”

doctor for that,

wound was merely superficial; any capable medic

scoff inwardly. If he’d put half the effort he used to climb through her window into his recovery, he’d be healed by

trust