The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 42

Up on the second floor of Serene Haven, Noella was getting dolled up.

The Schnabel family had roped in a top international makeup squad to primp Noella to perfection.

“Miss, your face is just drop–dead gorgeous, and that figure? Outta this world! Skinniest waist I’ve ever measured!”

“Oh boy! She’s like the final masterpiece from the Goddess of Creation herself! My mug in comparison? Just a slapdash clay pinch from the Goddess.”

In the vanity mirror, a touch of makeup graced Noella’s face, her stunning beauty even breathtaking, difficult to even look away from!

Sienna was over the moon. “Baby, you’re a knockout! A chip off the old block!”

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Yvonne sauntered in from outside, handing over her phone. “Mom, Grandma’s on the line for you.”

Ashlyn’s booming voice blasts from the receiver. “Noella, why aren’t you here taking care of me today? Get yourself to the hospital, pronto!”

Sienna was grinning through gritted teeth. “Mom, it’s Noella’s birthday bash today. We’ve got a whole lineup of blue–blooded pals to meet later. There’s no time for the hospital. How about I set you up with twenty caregivers instead?”

“Caregivers can’t hold a candle to your own flesh and blood! If Noella’s too good for this old hag, just spit it out.”

Sienna could barely keep the smile on her face!

Noella chimed in cool as a cucumber, “Yep, too good.”

“Ha! Knew it! You think you’re too good for me! But tough luck! As long as you’re a Schnabel, I’m your grandma! Drop whatever it is you’re doing, and come to the hospital today! Otherwise, I’ll spill to the press about your ungrateful ways, saying you’re unfit to be a Schnabel!”

Ashlyn huffed, “Don’t think I don’t know you swiped my prayer beads, you uncultured bastard…” Sienna fired back, “Mom, Noella is the real deal, my own flesh and blood, Dad’s beloved granddaughter. What’s this ‘bastard‘ talk? That’s way out of line!”

“I don’t care. Her manners are lacking, even snatching my prayer beads! Who knows what bad seed she’s picked that up from!”

Sienna almost burst into laughter.

Ashlyn wouldn’t dare bad–mouth her son Tristan; she was practically saying Sienna was the bad influence corrupting Noella!

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Yvonne was giddy with delight!

“Noella, did you really swipe Grandma’s stuff?”

anticipation. If Noella actually did take Ashlyn’s stuff, with all these guests coming over,

as arresting as a captivating landscape

this dress is a bespoke creation

that supposed to mean?

help it. But when I

knew full

not.

tags on Noella’s bling, are nearly choking on

knew the Schnabels were filthy rich, but this was next–level

those items, was green

that swag be

Noella got dragged away by Ashlyn today, left at the hospital, and weren’t back for the global. live broadcast, Yvonne would step in as

was tinged with rage. “So, you mean you’re not coming today? I’ll contact the reporters right now and tell them how unfilial you are, that you don’t

with a

was dead silence in the room, the staff not

high–society showdown feels like? Would they end up silenced

couldn’t hold back the tears, looking like

parents always thought

of winter, cook and

grain of rice, saying I’d gotten fat. Almost drove me to postpartum depression, thank goodness your dad whisked me away! Why

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of the wife’s tears and the sister’s woes brought the

embraced Sienna, his heart

too far! Wasn’t it enough how she tormented me, and now she’s after my daughter! Tristan, I’m telling you, if anything goes wrong with Noella’s party today, I’m filing for

No way, hon. How would I go on without

looking at Noella.

go. We’ll

was just looking for

Otherwise, I could go. I’d hate to see Noella’s first

spoke up. “Don’t worry, I’ve got

called Marcel, giving

your birthday; leave your grandma to

excellent, and his big–shot status meant he usually skipped the grand

events.

bit skeptical. “Grandpa, can you handle

‘can I handle it“? Just watch and

by the doubt, Marcel busted out of his ward and headed straight for Ashlyn’s