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.

see Ms. Noella? Why not switch cars? This one’s a bit

to the nines, driving a car that cost less

Palmer, t

topping the list of young billionaires for six straight years, was reduced to driving a manual sedan worth a mere hundred grand and

this stuff up!

fear our partners will see this and think the Pollack Group has

up…”

likes this one.”

No girl is into clunkers. Ms. Noella must be feeling down after seeing the paper; pick her

uncertain. “Won’t I scare her off?”

Switching cars now, showcasing

“Alright, got it.”

Meanwhile.

Noella’s slender fingers tapped away at the keyboard, and a string of gibberish characters appeared

info from a website she developed

call came through the site.

Thorpe’s been sniffing around for the Phantom Surgeon Lunaris, even posted a job ad on the deep web, hoping Lunaris will join

“Disregard it.”

also landed in her deep web

Also, we had a snag with a deal; it looked like a loss, but someone from Abyssal Organization gave us a leg up. Boss, we in

“We’ve had dealings.”

public. Should we cut all ties

did Vincent really think he was some business whiz? With his

family, and Vincent cut her loose as if they couldn’t wait

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paused, tapping her pristine fingers on the desk as

on market cooperation, claim damages from the Lambert family.”

Erek was astounded.

right to hit up the Lambert

was getting psyched!

I’ll draft the paperwork! Let Vincent taste bankruptcy!”

an acknowledgment, ignoring the intricate web of data,

a somewhat recovered Milford along

City for a shopping spree just after getting

few times, flashing what

escape Tranquility City and hit

faces, the new models showing up

few bags for Briony was also a way to keep her

you really pulled the Rosenberg family out

of

that Noella? What’s she still doing in Imperial City?”

of Rising Glory Mall: Dressed in a simple outfit, Noella stepped into a

wild guys she’s snagged. I really don’t get

her!”

flickered in Milford’s eyes.