The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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!”

Maddox! Playing dumb because of his selective hearing!

couldn’t say he wouldn’t donate, and he really didn’t want to shell out cash for these yokels. He grabbed hold of

big deal to negotiate. Get me out of here. Does this village even have a

from ear to ear. “Sure do. Let me pull

What kind

off to get the “vehicle,” Vincent looked up at

but it took blood, sweat, and tears to make something of himself in Tranquility City, to become a known and respected tycoon. He never wanted

the house seemed

the door–a mature tree of this variety could

this renovation. Why would he spend money on

Milford Rosenberg, out of respect for Briony, secretly spruced up the place

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

an amazing son–in–law!

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

had always been close to Milford, unlike Noella, who was always so lukewarm

engagement with the Rosenbergs–can’t let

his happy thoughts, Vincent’s daydream was shattered when

ox

seen better days, stopping to rest

Hop

was trembling. “There’s transportation in town?”

tractors. From there, hop on a bus, and you’ll be in Linefort

Vincent remembered.

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it was such a hassle to leave! Linefort City had no airport; he would have to take

road construction, he thought it wasn’t worth it since he couldn’t brag about it, so he donated to Tranquility City’s

Lambert, come on up. Once it gets light, the old ox has to plow

Vincent pinched his nose and climbed atop the

“Take Mr. Lambert to

shaking so violently that Vincent’s sandwich lunch threatened to make a

chuckled as he watched Vincent’s retreating figure. He pulled out a smartphone equipped with satellite GPS and

everything Mr. Lambert said about donating for roads and a cell tower on video. Sending it your

“Appreciate it.”

face split

If it weren’t for your help, our village would’ve been toast a long time ago, not to mention the renovations you funded for the ancestral

Grandma’s house. It’s the least I could do.”

video Maddox sent her and

in the Linefort City mountains, where Old Mrs. Lambert had weathered her whole life. Noella would guard it

Tranquility City Police Station.

slammer door and let the Lambert

and looking all

was gobsmacked at the