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!”

Maddox! Playing dumb because of

to shell out cash for

a big deal to negotiate. Get me out

ear. “Sure do. Let me pull it here

baffled. What kind of vehicle needed

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

of himself in Tranquility City, to become a known

at it, the house seemed to have been

used top–notch materials, even planted Old Mrs. Lambert’s favorite osmanthus tree by the door–a mature tree of

Why would he spend money on fixing

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

it, the more

amazing son–in–law!

be

had always been close to Milford, unlike Noella, who

engagement with the Rosenbergs–can’t

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

ox

seen better days,

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

was trembling. “There’s

there, hop on a bus, and you’ll be in Linefort City in

Vincent remembered.

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come back for years was because it was such a hassle to leave! Linefort City had no airport; he would have to take the rickety old train to the nearest

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

Once it gets light, the old ox has to plow the fields!”

nose and climbed atop the ox cart, dodging

a beggar, “Take Mr.

so violently that Vincent’s sandwich lunch threatened to make

he watched Vincent’s retreating figure. He pulled out a smartphone equipped

roads and a cell tower on video. Sending

“Appreciate it.”

wrinkled face split into

toast a long time ago, not to

It’s the least I could

sent her

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

Tranquility

open the slammer door and let

beard and looking all kinds of wiped, waited at the door.

gobsmacked at the sight of

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