The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 91

“Come at me! You think I’m afraid? You were my punching bag back in the day!”

The moment Sexton heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and lunged at Marcel in a flash. “Marcel, you’ve got the nerve to bring up the past? You promised you’d take good care of her, and what happened? I should have never stepped aside back then!”

Talking about the past, the two old–timers were as pumped as if they had been shot with adrenaline, neither willing to back down.

“You not stepping aside? She wouldn’t give you the time of day! Your staying in the game wouldn’t have made a lick of difference!”

“Oh, cut the crap! If it weren’t for your dirty tricks, she wouldn’t have been duped by you.” Sexton got more and more heated, even kicking Marcel in frustration. “She’s gone, and that makes you happy?”

Marcel, clutching his cane, sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze tinged with forlornness. “Happy or not, I’ll be joining her down there one day.”

“Pfft, Marcel, save your breath. Maybe I should beat you to it; then you’d have no say in the matter.”

“You wish! Even if you went first, she’d ignore you.”

Sexton was about to throw punches when the two old coots got into a scuffle yet again.

The bodyguards and caregivers didn’t dare intervene, worried about accidentally hurting the

two.

Palmer, left with no choice, stepped in to break them up.

Noella was curious; every time they argued, they would dig up the past, but she had never seen them this worked up before.

“Grandpa, who are you talking about?”

Marcel’s eyes were filled with deep memories, and a smile crept across his face as if he was lost in the past.

“An old friend. It’s not important anymore.”

That set Sexton off again, and he snapped, “Not important? Marcel, how can you be so heartless to say she’s not important? Poor thing, to have crossed paths with a jerk like you!”

Noella was speechless.

too. “You’re not a jerk? You

I had no chance! Not like you, an old fool who

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fuming. “She only had eyes for you

of your business; what’s

she remained an untouchable presence in the eyes of both old men, As they were about to tangle again, Noella coolly said,

old men down. Their chance

took all the meds you

one who did? I’ve

crossed Noella’s face, Her eyes landed on the comics tucked under the hospital

brought these comics? Didn’t I say they’re bad for your eyes, to cut down

comics farther under the bed with his foot.

under the blanket, fearing their precious toys might be discovered by Noella, jeopardizing their chance to

“Noella, you just came from your grandma’s? What did she tell you

standing beside her. “Nothing much, just that she

wide as saucers. “Kid, you didn’t agree, did you? That nasty old hag! Could she be jealous that I’ve got such a fantastic granddaughter–in–law? Don’t listen to

speechless. Was his grandpa poaching right in

said, he was looking out for his grandson.

with a bad temper, but he’s a looker and can earn a buck. Noella, for those reasons, you should give him a

barged into the ward, claiming your grandpa

beside her, couldn’t help but smile. “I didn’t

at Marcel beside him.

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deal with it.”

see right through the old hag’s intentions. She just wanted her own granddaughter Yvonne

end our marriage last month. But she is Tristan’s mother, after all, so I

taken aback.

had quietly divorced Ashlyn?

preparation time