The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 34

“Milford, what should I do?”

“Just sneak into Vincent’s study, find a certain document, and bring it to me. Briony, the future of the Lambert and Rosenberg families is in our hands. You wouldn’t want to see me down in the dumps, right?”

Briony hesitated. She didn’t have the clearance to enter Vincent’s study.

“Briony, don’t you want to marry me? Once this hiccup is out of the way, I can get you a rock the size of a pigeon’s egg. Come on, just like last time, swipe Vincent’s papers for me. You got this.”

A rock the size of a pigeon’s egg! Briony’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Alright! I’ll nab it for you! Just wait, Milford!”

Milford grabbed Briony’s hand, his lips curling into a broad grin. “I’ll be waiting!”

As soon as visiting hours at the ICU ended, Briony left with her head turning back three steps at a time, heart heavy with reluctance.

Her father had been all for her marrying Milford in double–quick time. He would surely back her up on this. Once the Rosenberg family crisis blew over, she could spill the beans to her dad.

At the Lambert Mansion

Briony tiptoed into Vincent’s study and, amid a mountain of paperwork, she pinpointed the document Milford had mentioned and made off with it, careful as a cat burglar.

Her heart was racing like a drum roll! Just the thought of soon becoming Milford’s bride made her feel like she was floating on cloud nine!

Too bad her bliss was a no–go show for Noella, who would be green with envy if she caught.

wind of it!

Belinda lounged on the couch, soaking up a massage from the nanny.

She felt like she had been put through the wringer just thinking about the stint she had had to endure in the clink because of that little stinker Noella.

“Where’s Briony?“.

“The young miss is visiting Mr. Rosenberg at the hospital.”

“That’s good. At least Briony knows the score: She better clinch that marriage deal with the Rosenberg family. Once she’s in, she’ll be living the life of Riley! As for that little stinker Noella…”

Belinda’s thoughts took a sharp turn. She shot up and found Vincent watering the garden,

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dragging him over to sit down,

do you reckon the old lady left some dough for Horta in sacs YAGE DE Bezed the bucket? How

for

soft spot for Hoella. No way she’d leave this wild without leaving a little something behind. If Noella managed to snag Jasper, she must have used her

All that foot should be Brionys. She’s the Lambert’s flesh

ring myself to make her cough up every penny, it’s all Briony’s!”

anything from the

mind and headed upstairs to his study.

out of the

my papers? That’s the bid proposal our company needs.

just got back. We haven’t been in there.

Noella took off.

little snake! She must’ve swiped it. Is she

Should we

the cops, Noella would be in hot water, but he would be the one embarrassed.

no. Let’s get ahold of Noella first and make her hand it over. If we push her too far, and she runs off to our rivals with

treacherous little brat! I knew

realizing she was about to spill the

1. up.

her, Vincent was so wrapped up in the bid

Imperial West Hospital.

she spotted a familiar car

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against it, painting a

“Please.”

you get any other fares? Why do you always

Palmer was speechless.

platform won’t approve

days. Most Imperial City Uber drivers had nicer rides, and with Palmer’s

Noella buckle up, his scent of sandalwood enveloping her,

can do it

is a bit fiddly. My apologies. I’ll work hard to upgrade to a better

did not know

have to do with her?

hid the flush creeping over her face, speaking coolly. “Thorpe skipped town. Actually, he never showed up at the

found out, too. Turns out Abyssal Organization has some

glance, “This intel is from the Abyssal Organization. Why share it with me?” Abyssal

a smooth smile. “Why not? When I do things I follow my heart, not the rules.”

Heart?

turned away, feeling a

I’ll share what Obelisk has

a bite and have a proper

drove into the city center and picked out a revolving restaurant that oozed romance from every brick; all lit up