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?

nuts! Is this how your

Grandma. I think I’m

was speechless again.

was immune to both

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

“Alright.”

out to the nurse’s station and picked up Ashlyn’s medication for the

Noella’s brow furrowed slightly. “Is

some of them are additions she insisted on. We just prepare them daily as she

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

their own meds

nurse looked distressed. “She warned us not to tell Dr. Calvin, threatening to complain

Noella was beginning to understand.

within her wheelhouse, and these fresh–faced nurses were no match for Marcel’s

go on with

it was evident that the medical staff didn’t arrange them; it was

her phone and dialed Calvin’s

swing by Imperial

to call me! I’m on my way! Wait for

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

chatty for her

your

took the medicine from Noella’s hand, and eyed

you switch my meds? They look different from

loss for words. Now, she suspected that Ashlyn had

brought them straight

for that. Just so you know, as long as

I go there every

she get home?

choked with rage!

her speech as her mother! Just looking at her brought bad

her medicine, Ashlyn started bossing

the bathroom;

did you become

Are

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

choice but to haul herself

the sweet and helpful Yvonne, who always assisted

clutching

so hard, even the gods can’t bear

you planning on

sat