The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 73

Looking at the scrutinizing and side–eye his sister was giving him, Stirling felt a whole lot of reuret in his heart.

It only he knew better, he wouldn’t have agreed to star in that movie with two male leads! If this whole mess tarnished his shining reputation in his sister’s eyes, he would go ballistic on those movie studios.

“Go to sleep; we’ll catch up tomorrow.”

“Alright, good night, Stirling.”

At the common ward in Imperial West Hospital.

Vincent was staring at the bill like it was sucking his blood dry. Just for passing out from a shock, and he even told them somebody at the door knocked into him- the hospital should be chasing that dude for the medical expenses!

But the medics? They wouldn’t listen; they just kept nagging him to cough up the cash.

With no choice, Vincent paid up and, spotting Briony walking in, said, “Briony, where have you been? Mr. Schnabel’s gonna show up any minute. Don’t go wandering off.”

“When is Mr. Schnabel gonna get here? We’ve been waiting all afternoon. Is he really coming?”

Vincent couldn’t be sure. Would someone like Tristan actually come to see them?

Belinda just chuckled with an air of mystery.

his ears at work. When “You guys just don’t get it. Mr. Schnabel’s a big shot, always up would he find the time to meet us? Even if he does come, for the Schnabel family’s rep, he would avoid daylight and sneak in under the radar.

“You’re right. If Mr. Schnabel knows he’s been bamboozled, he’ll definitely show.”

Vincent glanced at his watch, getting antsy. If Mr. Schnabel didn’t show up soon, they would be forking over another day’s hospital fees!

A few bodyguards in sleek black suits entered the ward. “Vincent? Mr. Schnabel sent us to pick you up. Come with us.”

The Lamberts couldn’t contain their glee, scrambling out of bed to follow the bodyguards. Briony, not seeing Tristan anywhere, whispered, “Where’s Mr. Schnabel? We’ve got some important stuff to tell him. Isn’t he coming?”

The bodyguards didn’t give her the time of day, making things awkward real quick.

Briony tugged at Belinda’s sleeve with a pout, “Mom, I need to pee.”

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make it snappy.

and whisked Vincent and Belinda off in the car, zooming away from

started, Belinda got antsy.

in the car yet! Why’d you take off? I swear, I’m gonna tell Mr. Schnabel to fire your asses!”

“Shut it!”

off. Where the heck

do you think you’re

“You’ll find out

next morning, Stirling had just whipped up breakfast and was about to wake Noella

watched as the servants efficiently laid out a breakfast spread that filled the grand table with tempting sights and

twitched. “What’s

dinner last night, it’s only right I take

mood improved slightly, and he was about to let it

addicted to

woke to see a snazzily dressed Palmer with a fuming, pajama clad Stirling

was still cursing up

the ruckus this

to their bickering, yet they

on the pillow, her doe eyes still misty with sleep,

lost for words at the

Noella’s head with a tender touch. “Awake? Wanna sleep some more?

you said you liked ready in

need, I’ll be right up.”

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rush; I’ve got some stuff to hash out with your brother anyway. Take your

carried her signature hint of cedar,

playing the third wheel against the door, muttered under his breath as Palmer stepped

Noella’s door, he massaged his temples, a tad frustrated. “Next time I’m talking to Noella, try to keep your distance, will you? And if you’re just

Is he poking fun ‘cause I’m single?” Stirling thought. He flew off the handle, fists clenched. “What are you implying? She’s

sticks last night and got a thrashing. Was

cluelessly. “Nah, my guys were scheduled to rough up the Rosenberg folks today. I thought it