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.

Ms. Noella? Why not

the nines, driving a car that cost

Palmer, t

driving a manual sedan worth a mere hundred grand and

this stuff up!

fear our partners will see this and think the

up…”

this one.”

be feeling down after seeing the paper; pick her up in a

uncertain. “Won’t I scare

way! Switching cars 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 characters

up info from a website she developed herself.

call came through the site.

the Phantom Surgeon Lunaris, even posted a job ad on the deep web, hoping Lunaris will join their crew.”

“Disregard it.”

Lunaris also landed in

had a snag with a deal; it looked like a loss, but someone from

“We’ve had dealings.”

public. Should

it weren’t for the boss’s behind–the–scenes aid, did Vincent really think he was some business whiz? With his

they couldn’t wait to part with their

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fingers on the desk as if

spoke softly. “No, based on market cooperation, claim

Erek was astounded.

partners, they had every right to hit up the Lambert family

getting psyched!

the paperwork! Let Vincent taste

the intricate web of data,

a somewhat recovered Milford along Rising Glory Mall’s

Imperial City for a shopping spree

a few times, flashing what he thought was a killer

he wouldn’t have had the chance to escape Tranquility City and hit up the grand opening of

models showing up tonight made

Briony was also a way to keep

those documents; you really pulled the Rosenberg family out of the fire.

beamed, the picture of a blushing, bashful

she still doing in Imperial City?”

at the entrance of Rising Glory Mall: Dressed in a simple

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

her!”

flickered in Milford’s