The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Sexton was over the moon! Last time he heard Yvonne claiming she was his savior, he was so

bummed out!

Thought his peepers were failing him and he got it all twisted, but he vividly remembered being rescued by a knockout, not that plain girl Yvonne.

He asked Marcel, but that old coot played dumb and wouldn’t spill the beans!

If it weren’t for the live TV broadcast he caught yesterday, revealing that Noella was actually the Schnabel family’s daughter and even had the first dance with his grandson, he’d still be in

the dark.

That old fox Marcel, too crafty for his own good!

“Noella, I didn’t get you a birthday present yesterday, but I’ve had your gift ready for a while now, all set to give to you!”

Sexton, all mysterious–like, whipped out a box and handed it over to Noella.

Marcel shocked, blurted out, “Sexton, isn’t that the jewelry your wife got when you two got married? Are you really giving away your nest egg?”

“Buzz off, you old buzzard! Can’t you say anything nice? We had this pact in our family, a gift for each granddaughter–in–law! I thought I’d never get the chance to give away this last one, but thank God…

Sexton’s eyes

eyes brimmed with kindness as his weathered hands caressed Noella and Palmer’s. drawing them together for a gentle pat.

“Open it up, see if you like what I got you!”

Noella, meeting Palmer’s equally eager gaze, went with the flow and cracked open the wooden

box.

A set of top–notch diamond jewels caught her eye, each piece flawless. And Noella, having seen her fair share of gems, could tell this set was worth a small fortune!

“It’s too precious. I can’t accept this.”

Sexton clutched his chest, putting on an act like he was about to kick the bucket any second!

I saw our

“They probably don’t want to see you at all.”

Palmer, you better stick to the

valuable. I’ll just hold onto it for now and give it back to you

peppy enough to sprint up five flights of stairs on

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out that

“In a few years you won’t be among the living anyway, just

granddaughter of yours is becoming part of my

timers were used to squabbling; it was just a game of who could act more childish. Noella, holding the diamond set, felt a headache coming on.

mature because Grandpa always figured I’d settle down in my forties or fifties. Then it’d suit my wife just fine.”

shot him a look, meaning to have him take it back, but unexpectedly found herself lost in his warm, smiling eyes, full of emotions she couldn’t quite grasp.

you yesterday. Why aren’t you wearing

don’t like wearing

out usually meant offing someone or taking on risky missions. Jewelry would only get in the way!

when you’re not on a mission.

jewelry she wore seemed tailor–made, turning her into a dazzling, starlike presence.

her wearing Jewelry have to do

give you a

eh, sure thing, come on over, girl. I trust your medical skills! Even Professor Calvin said I’ve

concerned about Sexton, Marcel Jealously muttered, “Humph, she’s still my granddaughter. I’m sick too,

Noella smiled helplessly.

Marcel’s wrist and the other on Sexton’s, she began taking their pulses simultaneously!

eyes shone with admiration.

could check the pulse of ten people at once, rapidly diagnosing each condition and making quick decisions to snatch lives back from the Grim Reaper!

fingers delicate and fair rocted

CHALII. . £.

painting come to

last night. Do it again,

getting mad a lot lately. That’s not

hid his comics under the blankets and sald, “No, no, no! You

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