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!”

Playing dumb because

didn’t want to shell out cash for these yokels. He grabbed hold of

Get me out of here. Does

ear to ear. “Sure do. Let me pull it here for

What kind

“vehicle,” Vincent looked up at the Lambert

something of himself in Tranquility City, to become a known and respected tycoon. He never wanted

house seemed to

the door–a mature tree of this variety

Why would he spend money on fixing up

respect for Briony, secretly spruced up the place

it, the more it made sense!

an amazing son–in–law!

be underestimated, given its previous glory. Besides,

always been close to Milford, unlike Noella, who

would definitely need to talk about Briony’s engagement with the Rosenbergs–can’t let a catch like that get away!

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

actual ox cart!

days, stopping to rest

is the only ox cart we’ve got. Hop on, and we’ll make it to

trembling. “There’s

bus, and you’ll be

Vincent remembered.

715

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Linefort City had no

wasn’t worth it since he couldn’t brag about it, so he donated to Tranquility City’s overpass instead, barely making it onto the

it gets light, the old ox has to

his breath, Vincent pinched his nose and climbed atop

a beggar, “Take Mr. Lambert

so violently that Vincent’s

Vincent’s retreating figure. He pulled out a

Noella, got everything Mr. Lambert said about donating for roads and a cell tower on video. Sending it your way now!”

“Appreciate it.”

face split

for your help, our village would’ve been toast a long time ago, not to mention the

house. It’s the

at the video Maddox sent

mountains, where Old Mrs. Lambert had weathered her whole life. Noella would guard it with her

days later, at Tranquility City

swung open the slammer door and let

and looking all kinds of

at the sight

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