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?”

Ashlyn’s stuff, with all these guests coming over, the Schnabels surely wouldn’t stand for a light–fingered daughter.

as a captivating landscape painting.

earrings 300 million, bracelet 100 million. and this dress is a bespoke creation by Master Azure, worth a pretty penny. I’m not exactly eyeing a 30–grand

supposed to mean? You calling

help it. But when I left yesterday,

constant companion. She knew full well whether

not.

hearing the price tags on Noella’s bling, are nearly choking

Schnabels were filthy rich, but this

of those items,

that swag

dragged away by Ashlyn today, left at the hospital, and weren’t back

right now and tell

hung up with

room, the staff not daring to make a sound.

a high–society showdown feels like?

couldn’t hold back the tears, looking like a sorrowful

wedding. My parents always thought the Schnabels were a disgrace. They’ve never set foot in the Schnabel house

in the dead of winter, cook

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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tears and the sister’s woes brought

his heart aching for her.

enough how she tormented me, and now she’s after my daughter! Tristan, I’m telling you, if anything

would I go on without you!”

looking at Noella.

to go.

just looking for trouble.

are. Otherwise, I could go. I’d

up. “Don’t worry, I’ve got

whipped out her phone and called Marcel, giving him

enjoy your birthday; leave your grandma to me.”

big–shot status meant

events.

bit skeptical. “Grandpa, can you

you mean, ‘can I handle

of his ward and headed