The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 88

Taken care of by his own son and daughter–in–law?

Wasn’t that just a jab at him?

Tristan had definitely taken care of Ashlyn himself before; he knew she wasn’t short of caretakers. She just wanted to ruffle Sienna’s feathers.

Any normal person would lose their cool hearing this, but Tristan, having dealt with Ashlyn for years, had plenty of tricks up his sleeve.

“Mom, your ward is private. What neighboring bed? Besides, all the folks on your floor are old men, not a single woman.”

Ashlyn was stumped!

She had her speech ready, but now she was tongue–tied and only managed to spit out that Tristan was ungrateful.

“Getting a wife and forgetting your mom! What kind of love potion has Sienna fed you? Let me tell you, you can find a new wife, but you only get one mom in this lifetime!”

Tristan’s smile vanished, and even Sienna at his side felt the shift in his mood and glanced

over.

“Mom, I don’t want to repeat myself. I’ve checked out the Gerastor nursing home. Keep up this nonsense, and you’re off to recuperate there. Don’t worry, I’ll send Yvonne with you for company.”

Hearing that Tristan would actually send her away just to back up Sienna, Ashlyn panicked!

“Tristan! How dare you treat me this way! I’m your mother! I’m telling you, simply because my connection with your dad, 1 can’t just leave the country.”

Marcel’s sensitive status meant that even Ashlyn couldn’t simply travel abroad without a thorough vetting process.

of

More importantly, at her age, once she was sent away, she would never have a chance to come back, let alone scheme more for Yvonne.

“Don’t worry about that. Dad’s aware of my decision. Mom, do you really think the Schnabel family can’t find a way to send someone away if we wanted to?”

Ashlyn was floored by his icy words. “Tristan, you can’t treat me this way. I’m getting on in years; I just want to live out my days in peace. If you keep this up, you’re asking for a lightning strike.”

Even if Tristan had grown a thick skin to such words, they still stung.

brat bad–mouthing her in front of you? She bullied. Yvonne, and you’re just going to let it slide? Tristan, you’re my

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she’s trouble!”

Why, even now, did

tough. Why can’t

said she’s trouble, not to

known for their greed, cunning, and heartlessness? Tristan could not believe it.

on ranting over the phone, mostly

heart grew colder. “That’s it, Mom. I’m starting the arrangements to send you and Yvonne to Gerastor. Get ready: this isn’t up for debate. The environment here is toxic; it’s bad for your health. The nursing home in Gerastor is

his piece. Tristan hung up, unwilling to hear another

some years on

ready to divorce her for a while now. He’s just worried she couldn’t

had already signed the divorce papers with

Tristan sighed.

he wouldn’t have decided to send her

Ashlyn was at her wits‘ end.

She was his flesh

must be Sienna, that little vixen, filling his head with nonsense, driving a wedge between. mother and son. She couldn’t be

She was young, with plenty of time ahead of her. What good would it do to stick with

now? If we go abroad, we’ll never see Grandpa

hard and dialed Palmer’s number, a contact she sneaked from Marcel’s phone when he

lifetime together, Marcel guarded his phone from her

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Ashlyn’s tone turned sweet as pie.

me? I’m at Imperial West Hospital, too. That girl, Noella,

was, after all, Noella’s grandmother, and Palmer

visiting the hospital tomorrow to see Grandpa, and I’ll stop by to see you.

“Okay!”

eyes sparkled with

he was just playing nice before because he didn’t want to lose face in front of the Schnabel family. Just wait until I spill the beans to

was brimming with