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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it was the wrong meds last time

Palmer was helpless.

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

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

listen, and I won’t take it!”

with a massive cluster of artificial flowers screaming for attention, and her skirt supported by a huge crinoline that required her

a

with Ms. Schnabel?

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

blue–blooded young lady, how

look. Yvonne’s getup was like jumping

no–go zone.

maintaining her professional composure as a top–notch assistant, suggested, “Ms. Schnabel, would you mind changing into something more appropriate? Your outfit isn’t quite fitting for a lady of your stature.”

Annie who stood a

Who’s this chick?

to criticize my careful selection

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

woman too, so how can you endorse such workplace gender bias?”

fiancée, the future lady of the

Annie was flabbergasted!

like this, what if she actually married Mr. Pollack? That

saw

12:22

“And you are?”

Yvonne from the Schnabel family. I specially brewed

his own eyes drying out looking at her glistening lids. “Yvonne? Never heard of a Schnabel granddaughter by that name.”

didn’t

gaze was icy, devoid of any warmth.

she saved

definitely not her. The one who saved me was way

as her lie was exposed.

I really am Professor Calvin’s student, and I know how to take care of your grandfather, so let me stay and look after him, and it would be even better if you could stay here

his aura as formidable as a natural–born Satan, cold and

to see my grandfather

could he be so heartless to her!

your fiancée…”

the Schnabel family dares to call herself

did Palmer

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

stepped up. scooped up Yvonne