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.

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was the wrong meds last time that made me sick!

Palmer was helpless.

meds to be tampered with last time,

line just for you, and I personally oversaw it, so

won’t listen, and I

by a huge

was a

with Ms. Schnabel?

And it was a hospital, not a costume

blue–blooded young lady, how

preferred a clean, neat look. Yvonne’s getup was like jumping into Palmer’s

no–go zone.

Schnabel, would you mind changing into something more appropriate?

Annie who stood a head taller in

Who’s this chick?

she to criticize my careful

“And who are you, some random chick? Worthy of standing next to Palmer? Once we’re married, I’ll have him fire all the female

too, so how can you endorse

you lowlifes, I am Palmer’s fiancée, the future lady of

Annie was flabbergasted!

she actually married Mr. Pollack? That

at Yvonne and saw a colorful blob standing there.

12:22

“And you are?”

I’m Yvonne from

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

Sexton didn’t

icy, devoid

saved you last

her. The one who saved me was way prettier, had better taste. It was definitely not this peacock…”

her lie was

to lie. I really am Professor Calvin’s student, and I know how to take care of your grandfather, so let me stay and

as formidable as a natural–born Satan, cold and

ever come back to see my grandfather again. You and

shock. How could he be so heartless to her!

your fiancée…”

let out a snort of disdain, his eyes deep and dark, “A mere adopted daughter of the Schnabel family

did Palmer

the one who’s meant to be your wife. Marry me and you’ll see I’m

hand dismissively and instantly, a bodyguard stepped up. scooped up Yvonne in a sideways hold because of