The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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Zachary was completely lost.

What nonsense was Vincent spouting?

“What kind of gibberish are you talking about? Pull me up already! This crappy graveyard is giving me the creeps; I’m about to suffocate here!”

Who knew which jerk with no conscience tossed him in here and left just a tiny crack in the coffin, barely enough for him to breathe?

Vincent was giving Zachary even weirder looks now.

What was a perfectly good person doing lying around in a graveyard for no reason?

And to top it off, the Rosenberg family’s ancestral home was like two districts away from the Lambert family’s!

“Zachary, oh, you’re a sly one, eh? Getting people to fix up my ancestral home just to take it over for yourself, huh? Let me tell you, this graveyard belongs to my mother, and you’re going to give it back to me!”

The more Vincent thought about it, the more it made sense. Why would Milford secretly refurbish the Lambert family’s ancestral home without telling them?

It had to be this old coot Zachary eyeing the Lambert estate and graveyard, looking for a chance to snatch away their fortune hotspot!

“Are you out of your mind? I told you I have no idea how I ended up here, and now you’re getting all up in my face?”

“You think I’m a fool? Showing up in my mom’s graveyard with your mom’s ashes? Isn’t it just to sneak your relatives in here, stealing our family’s generations of good fortune?

And you had Milford work on our old house, all because of this graveyard! Is that Martin guy one of your stooges?”

“What are you blabbering about? When did I ever get my son to fix up your family’s ancestral home? Your rundown old mansion is worth fixing?”

Zachary scrambled out of the coffin, aching all over. He wasn’t exactly thrilled to see Vincent either.

Just as he was about to leave with the urn in hand, Zachary had another thought and shuffled back to the edge of the graveyard.

“You say this place has good fortune. Well, I’m here now; I might as well bury my mother here, too.”

snorted with derision. “I knew you were up to no good! You think you can scheme

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against

there to covet about the Lambert family

here? Dream on!” He just knew Zachary was eyeing this piece of land for its blessing, hoping it would bless

seeing Vincent’s reaction, this place must have top–notch fortune. If it could really bring wealth to his descendants, maybe it was worth making

plonked down on

graveyard is yours, got any proof?”

no gravestones around, not even anything in the coffin to identify the owner.

stumped! That heartless wretch, Noella, burying her grandma without even setting up

gravestone; what makes it yours? I was just

look at you! So you admit it;

the worst part? The ownership of this plot wasn’t

of Zachary’s men, the two of them

scram!” Zachary, clutching Valeria’s urn, was about to place it in the coffin, clearly intent on claiming this

up Valeria’s urn

kill you!” Zachary was super close to his mom, and even Milford was raised by Valeria herself. Now, with Vincent throwing his mother’s urn, Zachary completely lost

on the head, spinning him around with stars

dare hit me? That

out on the side, wanting to break up the fight but

the chance to bury their urn quietly. They were old, only

“Where did you bury my

tossed my mom’s urn. I’m gonna

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tears. “Dad, Zachary, please

folks. “Why the tears? I’m telling you, you dreaming of marrying Milford? Forget it! As if the Rosenberg family would fancy some ragamuffin picked up from

insulted, Belinda couldn’t hold back

rain, Zachary slipped,

as they tumbled together down the graveyard