The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 58

The moment she thought of it, Yvonne started to freak out.

“Listen here, don’t you go messing around. Do you have any idea who I am? Do you know who my grandpa is? I’m from the Schnabel family, for crying out loud!”

“Ms. Schnabel? What a coincidence, I was actually looking for a Ms. Schnabel. Since you took. on my order, you should play by the rules, right?”

Yvonne was totally lost. Order? What order?

She had been strapped for cash lately and hadn’t hit the card tables in ages. There couldn’t possibly be an order, could there?

The driver’s voice turned fierce, and his arm, bulging with veins, sported a tattoo of a mountain peak. The scar on his face made him look all the more ferocious!

“The order from Thorpe. If you’ve taken it on, then you have to come with me whether you’re the Phantom Surgeon Lunaris or not!”

Yvonne was like, “What”

What was he on about with this Phantom Surgeon Lunaris business? Was he talking about that billion–dollar order from the deep web?

She wanted to say something else, but then she got clonked on the back of her head and blacked out, eyes rolling back.

The unlicensed cab quietly pulled away, disappearing into the night.

The Lambert Mansion, Tranquility City

Vincent slammed the surveillance report on the table, his beard practically trembling with rage. “Briony, tell me what the heck is going on? How many of our family’s orders have you shown to the Rosenberg family?”

“Not that many, Daddy. I didn’t have much choice. Milford said he’d dump me if I didn’t show him, and he said it’s all in the family anyway, right? Once we’re married, we’re all one big happy family, aren’t we?”

Belinda also stepped in to calm Vincent down, “Exactly, honey. Besides, our family’s business doesn’t even overlap with the Rosenberg family’s. It’s probably all just a coincidence. And when Briony marries into their family, we’ll be able to peek at the Rosenberg family’s contracts too, right?”

Vincent was like, well, when you put it that way…

Even though the Rosenberg family’s business wasn’t doing too hot lately, they were still doing

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better than the Lambert family by a long shot. Plus, Milford was definitely a stand–up guy: otherwise, he wouldn’t have helped fix up the Lambert ancestral home.

“Alright, no more of this, but if you can, try to get a look at the Rosenberg family’s contracts for your old man.”

married, I’ll let your know everything.

business woes. He had splurged on a feast for the four big bosses, and not a single one showed up. He ended up eating all the food himself, and even got the runs for days because the ingredients weren’t fresh.

of Noella around the university town, bit her

heard about Noella having any talent for that sort of thing. It’d be bad news if she’s planning to star in

off at the

Jasper and when he asked for a simple. introduction, she had the nerve

What an ingrate!

Lambert family anyway. Briony, you’re a lady of a reputable house, so don’t

being sued by East Sea Culture Company? Why don’t I

she was sure to do better than Noella once she debuted. And once she married into

shot that idea down

actress? What nonsense! A girl’s place is at home. taking care of her husband and children. The idea of you flaunting yourself in public is just unseemly. You’d do better sweet–talking Milford into marrying you sooner and discussing the dowry with

that Briony didn’t have any real skills; she wouldn’t even qualify as a

a family like theirs marries off a daughter, the wedding gift from the bridegroom can’t be less than two or three hundred million. That money

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bit wronged. Why could Noella do things that she

sorted all this out, I’ll

was thinking his daughter’s wedding gift ought to be at least five million, but the Lambert family just didn’t have that kind of cash right

said, “I heard from Milford that the CEO of Pollack Group has been visiting Imperial West

going for checks every day?

to the Pollack Group, Vincent wouldn’t have

anymore.

he’d be able to kick them to the curb and find an even

and we’re heading

“Got it.”

he made the arrangements,

offering three million to buy the

set foot in there for over twenty years. Who’d want that

in the yard. If you’re not keen on selling, I’ll

up from the couch right

am! That old shack’s market value is barely two hundred thousand tops, and now someone’s willing to pay

now swanky enough? Why hang onto some rickety old place! Now that

see if you can hike up the price. Even if it doesn’t go up, three million will

“Alright.”

Rising