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.

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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.

Yvonne, and you’re just going to let it slide? Tristan, you’re my son. I

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she’s trouble!”

it anymore. Why, even now, did Ashlyn still believe Noella had done something

has had it tough. Why can’t you

be nice to her? Does she even deserve it? Tristan, you have no idea. Even the family that adopted her said she’s trouble, not to mention a thief. I mysteriously lost ten mil

words of the Lamberts, known for their greed, cunning,

phone, mostly regurgitating stuff she heard

isn’t up for debate. The environment here is toxic;

his piece. Tristan hung up, unwilling

sending her to Gerastor? She’s got some years

now. He’s just worried she couldn’t handle it at her age, so he’s been sitting

Marcel had already signed

Tristan sighed.

wouldn’t have decided

up, Ashlyn was at

could Tristan be so heartless? She was his flesh

with nonsense, driving a wedge between. mother and son. She couldn’t be sent away that easily; once she left. Yvonne’s chance to marry into the Pollack

especially not with Ashlyn. She was young, with plenty of time ahead of her. What good would it

Grandpa and my brothers again. And what

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

phone from her like she was a

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Palmer picked up, Ashlyn’s tone turned sweet as pie.

time to visit me? I’m at Imperial West Hospital, too. That girl, Noella, really should have brought her fiancé to

Noella’s grandmother,

visiting the hospital tomorrow to see Grandpa, and

“Okay!”

eyes sparkled

playing nice before because he didn’t want to lose face in

was brimming with