The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 250

“Speaking ill of others without knowing the truth, this classmate’s intellect and character leave much to be

desired‘

Noella’s voice, sweet and melodious, echoed through the classroom

Noella could spot a wolf in sheep’s clothing from a mile away, and someone like Oriana wasn’t worth a second thought to her.

Noella was only here to fulfil her grandmother’s wish for her to get a proper college education, but she had her own plans too.

Oriana came from an academic family, each member more bookish than the last. Her face flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment when Noella’s words hit their mark.

“But the person online said she was your sister. It can’t all be made up, can it?”

Noella glanced at Oriana with a look of sheer disdain.

Did they really believe whatever the internet spewed? Yvonne or Briony, both slightly older than Noella, referred to her as their “older sister” merely to appear delicate and in need of care. In reality, she had no sisters at all

“I could claim to be your long–lost father would you buy that?”

Oriana was speechless.

Laughter broke out among the students, and Oriana’s cheeks stung with em

ment.

“Why don’t you clarify things? If it’s a misunderstanding, you should set the re

“Oriana, the stuff you’ve got in your head and guts, how exactly would you clarify that? In other words, if I say I’m your real dad, how would you clear that up?”

Oriana was stunned!

How could you clarify such nonsense? It didn’t need clarification! Everyone knew what the head and guts were full of, and who would seriously think Noella could be Oriana’s father?

To clarify such a thing would be an exercise in futility.

The room erupted in laughter again.

“Noella should join the debate team. With her, our college would take home the gold this year!”

Oriana’s face turned a spectrum of reds and purples, and with the teacher’s entrance, she had no choice but to simmer down and take her seat.

tailored dress and a crisp white blazer, who brought a treasure trove of jewelry for the students

Darcy, and I’ll be your instructor and advisor for this course,” Darcy began,

couldn’t shake the feeling that Darcy lingered a little longer on

online rumors, or was it because of the zither

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announced the

my email after

and understanding of the craft, and many students were

girl at the back of the room. “Noella, could you come to

“Of course.”

summons to Darcy’s office sparked giggles from Oriana and

the teacher was going to give

few cohorts, followed stealthily,

the rumors online had tarnished the college’s reputation, and a public

her throat before addressing Noella, who stood tall

were complemented by her gaze, which carried

cool indifference.

be nervous. I asked you here for two reasons. First, about the courses you’ve applied to be excused from–I’d like to

reason, just that some classes feel like a waste of

internal affairs, and fulfilling duties at the

curriculum.

Polaris Star’s

r the school’s

expecting a more elaborate excuse than just ‘a waste of time‘.

education? That’s

advance. “I’m a second–level skier and table

were numerous jewelry design drafts, casually sketched by

time.

eyes widened in amazement.

cut and process. If brought to life, these designs would

draw all

bored. Since you’ve called me in, I might as well mention that I could miss some of

that the curriculum

couldn’t self–learn.

hesitated, clearly

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