The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

At the Lambert ancestral home in Linefort City.

Jasper’s hired muscle flew in by chopper and, while still several feet from the ground, yanked Vincent out and dumped him right at the doorstep of the Lambert ancestral horne,

Vincent, well into his fifties, nearly broke every bone in his old body!

“Dammit… Do you even know the law? This is assault, pure and simple!”

The bodyguard, sporting dark shades, Just gave a lopsided grin and sneered. “Our boss said we’re doing you a solid, dropping you home. You know exactly how you treated Ms. Noella–don’t play innocent!”

Vincent was speechless.

This was completely different!

Noella was just a heartless country bumpkin while he was the high and mighty CEO of the Lambert family!

After making the delivery, the bodyguard hopped back on the chopper and took off.

Blown around by the helicopter’s downdraft, Vincent’s hair was a mess, his suit was wrinkled, and his face was caked with dust and dirt, making him look like a beggar.

The actual beggars at the Lambert ancestral home’s gate nearly mistook him for one of their

own.

Vincent was fuming. He whipped out his phone to call the cops, but, of course, there was no signal!

Maddox, who was in charge of guarding the old homestead, spotted Vincent and hurried over to greet him.

“Mr. Lambert, why didn’t you give us a heads–up? Here to donate?”

Vincent was speechless again.

He was too proud to come back home without fanfare, always making a big show of donating like 30 to 50 grand, turning it into a spectacle the whole village knew about.

Vincent changed the subject. “How come there’s not even a proper road in this place?”

“Ah, Mr. Lambert, you’re here to fund road construction? That’s fantastic! I’ll go tell the mayor right now!”

Vincent quickly grabbed him.

“No, no, get me out of here first. My phone’s got no signal; I can’t make any donations to the village!”

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“What? Mr. Lambert, you’re also gonna build us a cell tower? That’s amazing!”

because of

and he really didn’t want to shell out cash for

out of here. Does this village even

from ear to ear. “Sure do. Let

was baffled. What kind of

was off to get the “vehicle,” Vincent looked up at the Lambert ancestral home.

something of himself in Tranquility City, to become a

the house

favorite osmanthus tree by the door–a mature tree

behind this renovation. Why would he

it be that Milford Rosenberg, out of respect for Briony, secretly spruced up the place to surprise the

more Vincent thought about it, the more it made sense!

an amazing

the Rosenberg family had hit a rough patch, it was still not to be underestimated, given its previous glory. Besides, they had always been a

for Briony, she had always been close to Milford, unlike Noella, who was always so

would definitely need to talk about Briony’s engagement

his happy thoughts, Vincent’s daydream was shattered when Maddox showed

ox

days, stopping

this is the only ox cart we’ve got. Hop on, and

voice was trembling. “There’s

tractors. From there, hop on a bus, and you’ll be in Linefort City in no

Vincent remembered.

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because it was such a hassle to leave! Linefort City had

wasn’t worth it since he couldn’t brag about it, so he donated to

on up. Once it gets light, the

his breath, Vincent pinched his nose and climbed atop the ox cart, dodging

to a beggar, “Take

cart lurched forward, shaking so violently that Vincent’s sandwich

out a smartphone equipped

Noella, got everything Mr. Lambert said about donating for roads and a

“Appreciate it.”

split into

your help, our village would’ve been toast a long time

Grandma’s house. It’s the least

at the video Maddox sent her

nestled in the Linefort City mountains, where Old Mrs. Lambert had weathered

at Tranquility

open the slammer door and let the Lambert ladies walk free.

and looking all

was gobsmacked at the sight

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