The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 23

The four Schnabel brothers widened their eyes.

Elara, you’re totally cheating here!

Ulrich flashed a meaningful smile, his eyes shimmering with ripples like a serene autumn pond, as his gaze landed on the hairpin atop Noella’s head.

On the hairpin he had carved himself, he had also stealthily inscribed: “I love you!”

The butler hurried forward, “Mr. Schnabel, Palmer has sent over two gifts.”

Tristan scratched his head. “Two gifts? Should be one for the elders and one for Noella, right? After all, Noella and him are still engaged. The kid sure knows how to curry favor!”

Sienna looked puzzled. “But Palmer doesn’t know Noella’s back home, so how come he’s sending her a gift?*

The butler explained, “One’s for you, Mr. and Mrs. Schnabel, and one for Ulrich, as a thank–you for saving Sexton Pollack.”

“When did I save Sexton?”

Noella knew full well that the gift from the Pollack family was meant for her but they mistook Ulrich for her.

She discreetly tugged Ulrich’s hand and whispered, “Ulrich, just take it.”

Ulrich’s heart nearly melted when a soft little hand gripped his suddenly!

Thinking it over, since Noella had been at the hospital lately, she might know the scoop. Tossing all rational thought aside, Ulrich, with a genteel smile, played along. “That was me. I helped Sexton with a prescription before. Mr. Pollack is too kind.”

Sienna playfully scolded, “You didn’t even give us a heads–up. You almost had me thinking Mr. Pollack got the wrong person. We’ve invited Mr. Pollack to Noella’s birthday party; they can meet the kids then!”

Noella was confused. What’s that got to do with me? Engagement? When?”

Seeing how the Schnabels were all hyped up, Noella didn’t have the heart to burst their bubble.

Imperial West Hospital, patient room

Yvonne, holding a nourishing tonic soup, took her sweet time fixing up her look outside Sexton’s

room.

“Palmy, this is the soup I made for…”

Inside, Palmer was locked in a standoff with Sexton over taking his medicine.

Chapter 23

with me, and it was the wrong meds last time that made me sick! They are all

Palmer was helpless.

allowed Sexton’s meds to be tampered with last time, but now It’s Sexton’s excuse for not taking

was made on a dedicated production line just for you, and I personally oversaw it, so

I won’t take

a huge crinoline

a bit upset.

with Ms. Schnabel?

sense was like a psychedelic trip! And it was a hospital, not

lady, how could her taste be

preferred a clean, neat look. Yvonne’s getup was

no–go zone.

assistant, suggested, “Ms. Schnabel, would you mind changing into something more appropriate? Your outfit isn’t quite fitting for a

Annie who stood a

Who’s this chick?

criticize my careful selection for seeing

over Annie’s supermodel–like face and figure, scoffing. “And who are you, some random chick? Worthy of standing next to Palmer? Once we’re married, I’ll have him fire all

a woman too, so how can you endorse

I am Palmer’s fiancée, the future lady of the Pollack

Annie was flabbergasted!

yet Yvonne was like this, what if she actually married Mr. Pollack? That would plunge the entire Pollack Group

Yvonne and saw a colorful blob standing there.

12:22

“And you are?”

Yvonne

drying out looking at her glistening lids. “Yvonne? Never heard

Sexton didn’t

devoid of any warmth.

saved

disbelief. “What? No, no, no, definitely not her. The one who

panicked as her lie was exposed.

Calvin’s student, and I know how to take care of your grandfather, so let

aura as formidable as

you ever come back to see my grandfather again. You and I have nothing to do with each other.”

could he be so heartless to

your fiancée…”

deep and dark, “A mere adopted daughter of the Schnabel family

in the world did Palmer get wind of that?

out! “I truly love you, Palmer, and I’m the one who’s meant to be your wife. Marry me

dismissively and instantly, a bodyguard stepped up. scooped up Yvonne in a