The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 38

Ashlyn squinted her eyes. lying on the bed and looking all high and mighty at Noella, who had Rust walked in through the door. She snorted coldly. “Do you even know what time it is? Do I even exist to you anymore?”

Noella replied with indifference. “It’s seven in the morning. Can’t you tell the time? I thought second graders learned that. Maybe I should get you one of those talking digital clocks tomorrow.”

The wall clock was right there beside Ashlyn’s bed, impossible to miss. So, she must’ve forgotten how to tell time.

Ashlyn was so angry her chest heaved, and she was about to lose grip on her prayer beads!

“Great, just great, you little brat, trying to send me to an early grave, huh? I asked you here to take care of me, not to act like some spoiled princess.”

Noella was baffled. “Grandma, your mood swings are kind of intense. Should I get a neurologist. to check on you?”

Ashlyn was speechless.

Looking at Noella’s face, which bore a 60-70% resemblance to Sienna, Ashlyn’s mouth and nose almost twisted together in anger!

“Don’t you think you’ll have an easy time under my roof! Come here, I want an apple. Peel one for me.”

Noella sat down, picked up an apple from the fruit basket, and peeled it for Ashlyn.

No sooner had she finished peeling than Ashlyn’s eyebrows shot up. “What kind of peeling is this? You’ve taken half the flesh off! What am I supposed to eat?”

In Noella’s other hand was the apple skin, thin as a cicada’s wing. “If you don’t fancy the flesh, you can nibble on the skin, though I wouldn’t recommend it.”

Ashlyn was speechless again.

Country bumpkins like her surely had done plenty of rough and unsophisticated farm work. Peeling apples was something ladies and misses of high society would never dream of doing themselves.

Ashlyn glared at Noella with contempt in her eyes.

“I’ve lost my appetite. Get me a glass of water. I want it hot.”

“Sure thing.”

Noella stood up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Ashlyn.

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“You damned girl, are you trying to scald me to death?”

Noella took out a thermometer. “The water’s 104 degrees Fahrenheit. If that’s too hot for you, maybe it’s time to consult a psychiatrist.”

Ashlyn was speechless.

Who the heck would carry around a thermometer for food?

Is this how your parents raised

for the compliment, Grandma. I think I’m pretty fine,

speechless

was immune to both carrots and

to the nurse’s station and fetch my meds for today. Just seeing your face

“Alright.”

the nurse’s station

brow furrowed slightly.

she insisted on. We just prepare them daily as she requests; the rest is

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

could just add their

distressed. “She warned us not to tell Dr. Calvin, threatening to complain about us if we did.

character was something Noella was

was within her wheelhouse, and these fresh–faced

You go on with your

clearly something fishy about these meds! But it was evident that the

her phone and dialed

swing by

I’m on my

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want to say more, but Noella hung up and promptly blacklisted him.

for her liking, a real

your

sat up, took the medicine from Noella’s hand, and eyed

meds? They look different from

loss for words. Now, she suspected that Ashlyn had

the security footage: I brought them straight from

know, as long as I’m alive, you’re not setting foot in the Schnabel family home!”

said calmly. “But I go

she get

choked with

cheeky girl just as unlikeable in her speech as her mother! Just looking at her brought bad luck, nothing like the sensible

Ashlyn started bossing Noella

help me to the bathroom; I need

you become paralyzed?”

implying? Are you cursing

own. If you can’t, I’ll call a doctor to

Noella’s guileless gaze, Ashlyn had no choice but to haul herself up to use the bathroom.

was nothing compared to the sweet and helpful Yvonne,

started clutching her heart and

is so hard, even the

you planning on divorcing

disappeared as she sat