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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ahead, make

Vincent and Belinda off in the car, zooming

got antsy. Briony wasn’t on

in the car yet! Why’d you take off? I swear, I’m gonna tell

“Shut it!”

exchanged looks, sensing something was off. Where the heck were they

Schnabel’s guests! What do

just smirked. “You’ll find

Stirling had just whipped up breakfast and was about to wake Noella when the doorbell rang.

efficiently laid out a breakfast

twitched. “What’s all this about?”

it’s only right I take care of breakfast.”

was about to let it slide when Palmer strutted upstairs.

you’re doing? You’re addicted to my sister’s room or what? Get down here!”

snazzily dressed Palmer with a fuming, pajama clad Stirling

still cursing up a storm.

the ruckus

their bickering, yet they both looked

hair like a misty cloud sprawled on the pillow, her doe eyes still misty with sleep, gazed

his breath, momentarily lost for words

with a tender touch. “Awake? Wanna

you said you liked ready

I’ll be

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rush; I’ve got some stuff to hash out

which carried her

playing the third wheel against the door, muttered under his breath as Palmer stepped out. “Good on you, kiddo, for knowing your place!”

try to keep your distance,

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

to the sticks last night and got a thrashing.

whipping out his phone to check, and then looked up cluelessly. “Nah, my guys were scheduled to rough up the Rosenberg