The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 29

The tone on the phone turned extremely unpleasant. “I’ve been polite enough. Now hurry up and bring Noella to the station. If she ticks off the Lambert family, she won’t be able to handle the heat! Heard your whole family’s farming and chicken–raising in Emerald County. Better watch out, or you might not have land to work on soon!”

Elara was left speechless.

Polite? That’s not even fit for human ears!

While her number might be from Emerald County, her account was under full surveillance by the State Security Bureau. It was practically a government–issued phone. And blocking her from raising chickens- was this person trying to pick a fight with the Harmonia Country Science Research Institute?

Was the Lambert family some kind of big shot? Did the daughter of the Schnabel family have to give a hoot about the Lambert family’s status?

Elara’s veins were popping on the back of her hand, a mouthful of curses poised on her lips, but when she met Noella’s worried gaze across the table, she swallowed it back down.

The mere thought of her sweet little sister living among those sorts of people made Elara almost bent the metal fork she was holding out of shape!

“Dickheads.”

Elara took a deep breath, hung up the phone, blocked the number, and then continued peeling shrimp for Noella with her insured hands.

“Here, these are shrimps just air–flown in. Eat up.”

“Thanks.”

Beckett noticed the fork by Elara’s hand, a cold glint in his eyes. “Who called and got you so worked up?”

“Just some dickheads, nothing important. Beckett, let’s stream Noella’s birthday bash worldwide, shall we? I’ve bought a couple of screens at Era Square to loop the broadcast!”

She was going to make sure the whole world knew that Noella was their Schnabel family girl! Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could come around and mess with her!

was the

Sienna first to cheer on. “Oh, that’s great! I thought the party wasn’t grand enough, and it would be unfair to Noella. Can you get in touch with the PR department to make sure everyone watching TV sees Noella’s birthday live?”

“Sure, I’ll call the PR department right away and ask. Beckett, come with me to the study. Let’s talk about how to pull this off!”

“Alright.” Beckett put on his suit jacket and followed Elara.

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a loss for words.

broadcast for just a birthday? Was that

the whole family plotting for her birthday, and meeting Sienna’s tearful eyes. Noella’s heart melted

study. Elara’s face grew serious, dropping the smile. “Beckett, what kind of life has our sister been living? The Lambert family called me, saying if she doesn’t forgive the

to the study. Upon hearing her words, a

After all she’s lived with them

might still have some attachment to them, and knowing how they treated them could upset her. They called us dirt–poor farmers. as if they think we’re

loss for words. It was the first time since he was born that he heard someone call the Schnabel

pursed his thin lips, gracefully removed his glasses, and wiped them

are many ways to deal with a Lambert family, but we still have to ask Noella.

Elara nodded.

saw Noella holding a fruit platter at the door, her soft hair cascading

you didn’t

equally, noticed that Elara and Beckett were too busy serving Noella to eat

Come in; Beckett and I have something to

her everything about the phone call and then carefully asked, “How do you think we

of distress. “I won’t go to the police, nor

was

of relief. Although he would support whatever decision Noella made, he was

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won’t waste my energy bene upset over

they hadn’t been a part of

video Yvonne showed her, Elara touched her nose and tentatively asked, “Noella, do you

up, sitting up

shook her head. “No, why

gave her a knowing look.

be

family doesn’t have two pennies to rub together, as long as he treats you right and you’re

left

Palmer to her mind. But for someone like Palmer to marry into the family? He probably wouldn’t be down for that.

that thought. Noella felt her

hanging over our heads, but if you’re not into the Pollack family’s young master, we