The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 37

Sienna was still kind of hung up on it. Just thinking about Ashlyn’s tricks gives her the

heeble–jeebies.

“Don’t sweat it. Mom. Grandpa’s at Imperial West Hospital. I’ll swing by and check on him, too.”

“Alas, Noella, knock ‘em dead. I’ll sit this one out! I’ll make you a cake tomorrow!”

Noella was speechless. She wasn’t really counting on Sienna tagging along anyway.

Yvonne was beyond shocked.

The gunk Noella was chowing down turned out to be a homemade cupcake by Sienna herself!

Her face was so puckered it was practically twisted.

Yvonne felt a bit of schadenfreude thinking about Noella not getting any brownie points with Ashlyn at the hospital tomorrow.

If this kept up, Noella would definitely steal her thunder!

At Imperial City, the Pollack Mansion.

Annie, with a newspaper in hand, knocked on Palmer’s study door and placed the paper on his desk.

“Read it. I don’t recall being a fan of reading the newspaper.”

“Well, you asked for it, boss, so here goes! “Tranquility City’s Lambert family (originally from Linefort City’s Peace Village) Vincent and Belinda have officially disowned their adopted daughter Noella. The Lambert family wants nothing to do with Noella anymore and hopes to avoid further entanglements, parting ways amicably…“”

She cleared her throat and dramatically read the public notice from the newspaper, but Palmer snatched it before she could finish.

“A public notice from the Lambert family?”

“Yep, they’ve cut ties with Ms. Noella. I did some digging, and she was their adopted daughter. Now that their biological daughter is back, they’ve kicked Noella to the curb.”

Kicked to the curb? How dare they!

Palmer’s thoughts went to her gentle yet defiant face; she cared so much about her family, and yet she was treated like this.

His heart ached uncontrollably! He wanted to see her right now!

Annie, indignant, said, “Ms. Noella is such a gem, and they’ve gone too far!”

Palmer rubbed his temples, stood up, and grabbed his coat and car keys from his desk; this

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beat–up car had become his go–to lately, and even the mansion’s gardener got a new ride.

Noella? Why not switch cars? This one’s a

boss, dressed to the nines, driving a car that cost less than one of his

Palmer, t

driving a manual

this stuff up!

“I fear our partners will see this and think the Pollack Group

up…”

likes this

hear me out! No girl is into clunkers. Ms. Noella must be feeling

“Won’t I scare

now, showcasing your

“Alright, got it.”

Meanwhile.

Glory Mall, Azure store’s back office, Noella’s slender fingers tapped away at the keyboard, and a string of gibberish

data, pulling up info from a website she developed

encrypted call came

even posted a

“Disregard it.”

landed in her deep web account for Lunaris.

looked like a loss, but someone from Abyssal Organization gave us a leg up. Boss, we

“We’ve had dealings.”

you public. Should we cut all ties with

he was some business whiz? With his smarts? Avoiding bankruptcy was already a stroke

they couldn’t wait to part with

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pristine fingers on the desk as

spoke softly. “No, based on market cooperation, claim damages from the Lambert

Erek was astounded.

right to hit up the Lambert family for the business

getting

paperwork!

an acknowledgment, ignoring the intricate web of data, and closed

recovered Milford along Rising Glory

good to me, taking me to Imperial City for a shopping spree just after getting better. I’m

around a few times, flashing what he thought was a killer smile.

out, he wouldn’t have had the chance to escape Tranquility City

the new models showing up tonight made Milford’s heart itch

bags for Briony was also a way to keep her from tagging along later in

pulled the Rosenberg family out of

the picture of a blushing, bashful

she still

Glory Mall: Dressed

be hanging on to those wild guys she’s snagged. I

her!”

flickered in Milford’s