The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 89

Ashlyn was just dying to get Palmer alone in the hospital room so she could spill the beans about what she knew. If he brought that broad along, what the heck would she even say?

She gave Annie the stink eye and bossed her around. “Go tell Noella she’s not allowed to see me. I need some one–on–one time with Mr. Pollack.”

Annie’s mouth twitched.

Why did she feel like the missus‘ grandma didn’t exactly have a soft spot for her own granddaughter?

Instead, she was all goo–goo–eyed over Yvonne. To an outsider, Yvonne seemed more like the flesh–and–blood granddaughter…

“I can’t make that call, but I’ll pass your message on to Mr. Pollack.”

Ashlyn cut Annie off, clearly annoyed. “Cut the crap. You’re an assistant at the Pollack Group and you can’t handle this simple task? Totally useless.”

Annie kept her polite, professional smile plastered on her face. “I believe my work ethic is something for.Mr. Pollack to judge.”

“Fine, you can go now.”

Ashlyn got a headache just looking at this secretary. Once Annie left, she turned to Yvonne with all the seriousness in the world and said, “Yvonne, once you marry Mr. Pollack, you better chase away all those flirty girls hanging around him. They’re nothing but trouble.”

“Grandma, I got it.”

Seeing her granddaughter acting all sweet and obedient, Ashlyn grinned with satisfaction.

Clearly. Yvonne was her most sensible granddaughter; the others were just lowly girls not fit to

be seen.

Yvonne carefully watched Ashlyn’s mood and slipped out a Nourishment Pill from her pocket, popping it into Ashlyn’s mouth.

Ashlyn had been hooked on those Nourishment Pills for years; they were like her lifeline. As soon as she took it, her furrowed brows relaxed.

“Grandma, I’m your only granddaughter. Only if I marry Palmer will you have good days ahead. You gotta listen to me, stand by my side.”

Ashlyn, drifting into sleep, heard Yvonne’s voice gradually replacing the voices in her head, as if her memories were being rewritten.

“Yeah, I know… I know…”

Seeing Ashlyn like this, Yvonne sneakily transferred some cash to herself using Ashlyn’s phone.

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gemstone bracelet

it was Noella who took your money and jewels. She’s got light fingers, always eyeing your stuff,

superstition made Ashlyn echo the words, “Thief! She’s a

Yvonne tucked Ashlyn in, watching her fall into a

really were the

Marcel never got to taste them. She was running low and needed to stock up if she wanted to keep Ashlyn sweet on her

an hour later, Palmer and Noella were outside

at the door. “President, Miss, Ashlyn just woke up, but she said she only

seemed a bit off. It didn’t look like she genuinely cared about her granddaughter’s or the

got the hint; it was normal for Ashlyn not

go visit Grandpa

flickered in Palmer’s

the Schnabel family matriarch didn’t seem to be on good terms?

brothers did, treating her like a gem. If any Schnabels treated her poorly, he wouldn’t mind giving her a few more

might be a perfect fit for

Grandma

room was filled with a flock of attendants and an overdressed Yvonne.

Palmer’s icy aura hit her!

family lived up to his reputation; just his presence was enough. to

“Grandma, hello.”

Palmer, come over to

eagerly, trying to get him

fluttering demeanor.

by his side turned into a chill, and his hint of a warm smile was quickly masked by a

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get straight to the point.”

awkwardly as he didn’t play along.

all she could think of was that such a catch could only be meant for her

I’ll be straight with you: Noella is not right for you. You should

snatched 30 million from me. As if the Schnabel family

around with all sorts of riffraff;