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?”

with all these guests coming over, the

as a captivating landscape

worth 600 million, earrings 300 million, bracelet 100 million. and this dress is a bespoke creation by

was livid. “What’s that supposed to mean? You calling

help it. But when I

were her constant companion. She knew full well whether Noella took

not.

tags on Noella’s bling, are nearly choking on their

the Schnabels were filthy rich,

of those

all that

back for the global.

reporters right now and tell them how unfilial you are,

hung up with a click.

the staff not daring to make a

a high–society showdown feels like?

the tears, looking like

Your dad and I couldn’t even have a decent wedding. My parents always thought the Schnabels were a disgrace. They’ve never set foot in the

in the yard in the dead of winter, cook and

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

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of the wife’s tears and the sister’s woes brought the Schnabel men running.

his heart aching

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

way, hon. How would I go on without

looking

don’t have to go. We’ll go for you.”

Ashlyn was just

Otherwise, I

up. “Don’t worry, I’ve

whipped out her phone and called

enjoy your birthday; leave

big–shot status

events.

was a bit skeptical. “Grandpa, can you handle it?”

‘can I handle it“? Just watch

by the doubt, Marcel busted out of his ward