The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 74

Sienna saw that the old man and lady were set in their ways, so she thought better of trying to persuade them further.

A stretched Bentley pulled up at the door, its luxurious, sleek body gliding over the flower and plant–covered path, leaving a trail of sweet fragrance.

Two tall and handsome men got out first, and just as Stirling reached out his hand, he saw Palmer already bending down and offering his hand to Noella.

“Sis, save some hand–holding for me!” Stirling was on the verge of tears. At home, Beckett always hogged the spotlight, and he could live with not getting to hold his sister’s hand, but now Palmer was in the picture, too!

Noella, holding onto one brother on each side, approached the Horwich family elders.

“Grandpa and Grandma, I’m back.”

“Good, good. From now on, this is your home too!”

Merrick Horwich had met Noella before, so he was quite composed, patting her hand gently.

Freya, however, was meeting her granddaughter for the first time. Initially, she had mixed feelings about Noella because of her worries about Elara, but the moment she saw Noella’s face, which bore a striking resemblance to Sienna’s, Freya’s tears started rolling down her

cheeks.

“My dear child, you’ve finally come back. I missed your last birthday; don’t hold it against me.”

Sienna was startled. “Mom, what’s going on? Why the tears? Don’t scare Noella, let’s go inside.” Noella squatted in front of Freya, looking up at the old lady with white hair.

Freya, a scientist who made significant contributions to Harmonia Country and didn’t even shed a tear when receiving the national medal of honor, was now crying like a baby.

“Grandma. I’m not mad.”

Stirling chimed in, “Grandma, I’m still here, don’t play favorites! Don’t act like I’m invisible; you always said I was your favorite!”

neglected grandson. “You little scamp. who could possibly miss you? Let’s go inside. Noella must be tired from standing at the door, and even the little Pollack family guy

help but see hearts when she looked at Palmer and Noella together–such a picture–perfect couple! She had worried that someone with Palmer’s background

Noella–total

Sienna as their daughter and treated her kids

eve.

the dinner table, the family sat together

Tristan? What’s that about? I didn’t have a chance to

the brink of

had just barely smoothed things over, and Sienna had agreed to drop it, but now his mother–in–law brought it

her fork, her gaze piercing

Dad, I’ve thought it over. I didn’t divorce Tristan before because I loved him and also because Noella hadn’t come back.

beside her, her mind

my Noella be bossed around by her? Mom, Dad, can you believe Tristan’s mother badmouthed my precious daughter right in front of me? I was

voice. But when it came to Ashlyn, she was so furious that

far. For years, Sienna and we have put up with

with my father, and he says they will divorce tomorrow. From now on, Sienna and Noella won’t have

promise? And how will you keep it? Do you have any idea that the call you got

gaze turned

the Lambert family had done to Noella was unforgivable to the Schnabel family.

the Lambert family in harming Noella, he

worry, no matter what

right there in front of his in–laws. In his middle age, though sit the refined and handsome helmsman of the Schnabel family, Tristan had no airs about him when it came to Sienna. “Sienna, I can’t be without you. How about we just stay here

back home?”

She took Noella’s hand, her face full of remorse. Sweetheart, if that old witch ever

Pollack, Noella’s still wet behind. the ears and, just like me, a total softie. Please, keep an extra eye on her for me.” Palmer nodded resolutely, slipping his arm around Noella’s waist in a sweet yet appropriate gesture

fiancée; I’ll take good care

seeing how lovey–dovey they were, couldn’t help but snicker and playfully

bad–mouthing Palmer, plotting to call off this engagement. and now he was gawking at Palmer, who was looking at Noella like she was his