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.”

wanted to know the real status of Noella’s biological family. They seemed far from ordinary,

this, Yvonne was reminded of her own expulsion from MediCore

slapped Briony across the face. “Ah!

to back down,

dead!”

Yvonne, their nails drawing blood as

part of the Schnabel family, so by what night did she strike her?

scene quickly spiraled out of control.

the next room, the Luther couple heard

cursed their bad luck. “My sister Queenie thinks she can pull the same trick twice, sending that girl to Larson’s feet to become a daughter

never made a place for herself within the Schnabel or Gruber families. Either kicked out or witnessing bankruptcy, she had nowhere to

that would

her pajamas, her hair wet and clinging to her as she absentmindedly dabbed it with a towel.

across the balcony as a silhouette loomed at the window. Just as a pair of elegant hands

“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

suddenly felt a chill run down

Pollack, did you two have plans? I just pretend I’m not

Malvina, settling on Noelle as she continued to

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

caught Palmer’s burning gaze, as if

you

attractive Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, swallowing his Immediate desires, all his urges

seem to have forgotten. Im here

any doctor for that, no need for

merely superficial; any capable medic could’ve

he’d put half the effort he used to climb

trust anyone