The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Vincent got booted straight out of the hospital. When Major Garnett heard what he had just said, he didn’t go easy at all and chucked him right onto the concrete.

Vincent was gritting his teeth in pain; his butt nearly bloomed with bruises!

What was the deal with the Schnabel family, always tossing people out like that?

Last time he went to give a gift, he got thrown out by the Schnabel folks, and this time, just for having a chat with the old man’s caretaker, out he went!

Noella, that heartless little wench. If it wasn’t for them kicking her out of the house, would she ever have had the chance to rub elbows with the Schnabels?

Now that she had climbed up the social ladder, she didn’t give a hoot about the Lambert family’s fate!

Vincent stomped back to Belinda’s ward, fuming. “If you hadn’t decided to cut ties with Noella on your own, she’d still be our daughter, and I wouldn’t be in this embarrassing mess.”

Belinda was also seething. “She’s just a caretaker, and you want her as our daughter? I’m embarrassed even if you’re not! That girl’s an ungrateful wretch; you can’t count on her. Better think of another plan than running after her.”

Vincent, puzzled, asked, “What other plan could there be?”

Belinda leaned back on her pillow and gave a mysterious smile. “I just overheard the nurses saying Ashlyn’s in this hospital too. Whether it’s the old man or the old lady, they’re both Schnabels. If one road’s blocked, we’ll just take another.”

Vincent’s eyes lit up! +

Ashlyn was good. She’s surely more approachable than Marcel. A little whisper in her ear and the Lambert family could be back from the dead.

“Good thing I still have the gifts from earlier. Let’s take them to Ashlyn now!”

The Lambert family, pumped up like they were on steroids, lugged their bags and headed toward Ashlyn’s room.

Ashlyn was lying in her hospital bed listening to catholic songs, looking all serene and peaceful. The sunlight streaming through the window lit up her white hair; anyone clueless would think she was a sweet, friendly old lady.

“Madam Ashlyn, we’re the Lamberts from Tranquility City. We heard you’re not well, so we brought you some gifts!”

Ashlyn opened her eyes to find three strangers by her bed.

Gifts for her?

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had been years since anyone brought her gifts!

of her and snorted coldly. “Take all this. stuff away: I’m not

come from Marcel’s place. He sent us to give you these, said he’s been worried

them, Ashlyn’s eyes

it! That old coot still had her on his mind. After a

then you can

sycophantic smile on his face, rubbing his hands together. “Madam, we’re Noella’s foster parents. Just wanted to ask if that girl

Noella’s foster parents?

Ashlyn’s disdain grew

people reeked; turned out they were that girl’s foster

of a feather, coarse and

me? As long as I’m alive, she’s never

Lambert family perked up at that!

no chance of marrying into the Schnabel family? Even if she was dying to climb up the social ladder, they didn’t give a

whole

We grew up together. She always liked to hang with lots of boys. and she was

she had heard something filthy. “I knew that girl was no good!

mother was practically driven to her death by her! If you want the scoop on Noella, we’re at your

appeared in Ashlyn’s eyes. She might not have much respect for these three, but if they could

you must kick Noella out of the Schnabels! We’ll cut

“Light–fingered?”

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about losing his

something at home, the losses could be

She whipped out her phone and

away.

pampering his wife and didn’t pick up even after ten

up. Why don’t you give me his number, and I’ll get in touch with him.” Vincent looked at Ashlyn with puppy–dog

my son everything she’s done. Don’t let him be

“Will do!”

a beaming smile and strutted out of the room with Tristan’s number in hand.

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