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?”

stuff, with all these guests coming over,

arresting as a

bracelet 100 million. and this dress is a bespoke creation by

that supposed to mean?

can’t help it. But

knew full well whether Noella

not.

the price tags on Noella’s

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

hearing the value of those items, was green with

all that swag be

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

you mean you’re not coming today? I’ll contact the reporters right now and

hung up with a click.

room, the staff not daring to make a

feels like? Would they

the tears, looking like a sorrowful beauty.

wedding. My parents always thought the Schnabels were a

clothes in the yard in the dead of winter, cook and

was born, all she fed me was greens, not a grain of rice, saying I’d gotten fat. Almost drove me to postpartum depression, thank goodness your dad whisked me away! Why is she coming after my

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

Sienna, his heart aching for her.

me, and now she’s after

No way, hon. How would

looking at Noella.

you don’t have to go. We’ll go

was just looking for trouble.

for Noella. She knows who we are. Otherwise, I could go. I’d hate to see Noella’s first

up. “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”

whipped out her phone and called Marcel, giving

chuckled. “Got it. You just enjoy your birthday; leave

and his big–shot status meant he usually skipped

events.

skeptical. “Grandpa, can you handle it?”

I handle it“? Just

the doubt, Marcel busted out of his ward and headed straight for