CHapter 157
The Killer Queen
Chapter 157
The moment Vincent so much as thought about cash, his aches and pains seemed to vanish!
Belinda sneered inwardly.
Considering how blind and biased the old lady was, her favoritism had known no bounds. She treated Noella like the apple of her eye, raising her as if she were a precious gem. Chances were that bracelet was deliberately left for Noella by the old bat herself!
Why should Noella get it, though? The old ladyâs belongings should rightfully go to her own flesh and blood, her granddaughter! That bracelet was so exquisite; putting it on Noella was like casting pearls before swine. If only Briony could have itâ¦
Calculations danced in Belindaâs eyes.
âHoney,â she conspired to Vincent, âthat bracelet mustâve been nicked by Noella. Sheâs out of our lives now, so letâs call the cops, say she took Momâs stuff. Sheâll have to return it then, right?â
Vincent, whoâd gotten a good thrashing from Noella and still felt tender in the face, hesitated at her suggestion. âWell⦠we donât have proof that the bracelet belonged to Mom. If that little brat insists itâs got nothing to do with Mom, what then?â
âWhat do we do then? That braceletâs worth a fortune! Are we just going to let her have it?â Belinda, fighting through her pain, was relentless.
Vincent, of course, wasnât about to let go!
The bracelet was worth a pretty penny; how could he let Noella just walk away with it?
âHereâs the planâIâll pay off a few influencers to boost our story, claim we lost a family treasure. Once the news spreads, sheâll have no choice but to return it out of fear!â
Vincent had it all planned out. If they could just start an online smear campaign against Noella, she would undoubtedly cave under pressure and return what rightfully belonged to them!
Unbeknownst to them, Ellsworth, who had been eavesdropping, quietly opened his eyes. Seizing the moment when they werenât paying attention, he made his escape.
Why should that precious item ever belong to Vincentâs?
Noella was the future bride handpicked for him by the Lambert and Fuller families. Everything she owned should rightfully be his!
Night fell early in Emerald County. Stars dotted the canvas of the sky, and Elara was sound asleep beside her. Noella had just undone her hair to lie down when she heard a faint rustling noise.
The Schnabel familyâs old mansion was wellâmaintainedâno critters here. So, it could only
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mean one thing- someone was inside!
Noella glanced at Elara, picked up her phone, and checked her messages.
Mizar texted: (Boss, some punkâs sneaked into your place. Want us to handle it?)
[No need.]
Accompanying the text were a few candid shots of the intruderâundeniably Ellsworth!
Noella pocketed her phone, stealthily left the room, and Elara, almost as if on cue, opened her
eyes.
âNoellaâ¦â
Why was her sister up? A bathroom trip, perhaps? But their enâsuite should have sufficed.
Confused, Elaraâs alarm spiked when she heard a strange noise.
Panic set in.
What if Noella, on her first visit to Emerald County, ran into trouble?
Without even slipping on shoes, Elara dashed out in search of Noella,
In the shadows, Ellsworth crouched, scouring for Noellaâs room. Heâd paid a few local fishermen for information on which grand doorway the girl had entered. This was the largest house in Emerald County. Could the girl be some heiress?
The thought set his heart aflame with greed.
Visions of Noellaâs stunning face and svelte figure made him lick his lips with lecherous desire.
If he could find Noella, take advantage of the situation, would he not win her heart?
His mind was awash with vile thoughts, oblivious to the piercing gaze from above, observing him from the rafters.
Noella had to act without making a sound; she couldnât risk waking Elara. She touched her wristwatch, aimed at the intruderâs neck artery, and fired.
Ellsworth collapsed silently, and Noella descended from her perch, looking down indifferently at the man sprawled on the floor like a lifeless pig.
If it werenât for the risk of causing trouble for Elara and the Schnabel family, Ellsworthâs fate would be more than just unconsciousness.
Elara, flashlight in hand, finally found Noella.
âNoella! Are you okay? What happened?â
âIâm fine. Caught a burglar.â
Elara eyed the prone figure of Ellsworth with an icy gaze.
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âA thief? Since when is the Schnabel familyâs security so lax!â
Noella shook her head. âI donât know. I came out when I heard noises, and there he was, on the floor, bruised. Maybe heâs one of the local gamblers.â
In Emerald County, there were indeed quite a few people who gambled all night and failed to pay up, so incidents like gang fights were not common but still plausible.
Elara didnât question further. She summoned the old butler, who handled the situation and handed Ellsworth over to the police.
Then, she turned to Noella with serious concern. âNext time, let me handle it. Iâm the older sister; itâs not your place to step in. If something happened to you, I wouldnât be able to live with myself!â
It was the first time sheâd spoken to Noella like this, her eyes brimming with emotion.
Noella pursed her lips, facing Elara. âBut you were tired. You needed rest. I didnât want anyone to disturb you.â
Elara paused.
Had Noella claimed she was tired that afternoon just to ensure she could get some rest? The coolness of Noellaâs bedding hinted that she hadnât slept while Elara had.
What kind of angel was her sister?
Mixed emotions welled up in Elara, but she still scolded firmly. âI can take care of myself, I promise! But you mustnât go off on your own next time, okay?â
Noella nodded, her gaze landing on Elaraâs bare feet. It was clear that Elara was so worried
about her that she hadnât even noticed her own state.
âElara, can you promise me something? No matter what happens later, you canât tell anyone
else about it, okay?â
âHuh?â
Elara was still puzzled about what Noella was planning when she suddenly felt herself being lifted off the ground!
Noella had actually hoisted her up and was carrying her back to her room!
âRemember to wear your shoes next time. Get some sleep now.â
Elara stared at Noella, eyes wide in astonishment, at a loss for words.
Was she⦠really being carried back to her room by her little sister? Wasnât Noellaâs strength a
bit too much?
Noella paid no mind to Elaraâs shock; she simply lay down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
After a moment, Elara let out a hidden chuckle and turned to hug Noella beside her, her voice filled with joy. âI wonât tell anyone. Why would I share how cute my little sister is with them?â
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This was a secret just between her and Noella!
The next day, at Schnabel Manor, Marcel sat in the garden, perusing the newspaper to catch up on recent events. Sienna, having finished watering the plants, joined him for afternoon tea. âHey, Dad, look at this news piece. It says someoneâs family heirloom, a jade bracelet, has been lost. This bracelet looks really valuable. How could anyone not keep it safe?â
âLet me see.â Marcel set aside his newspaper, took Siennaâs phone, and after opening the screen, he was so shocked he could barely recover. âThis bracelet⦠itâs Harrietâs bracelet!â
âWhat? You recognize it, Dad?â
Marcel zoomed in and out on the image several times, his hands trembling with excitement, his eyes welling up with emotion. He nodded, memories flooding back.
âThis photo is old, but itâs indeed the bracelet I gave to Harriet! She loved it, even said she wanted to pass it down to our children. But when Harriet passed away, the bracelet was supposed to be buried with her. Who posted this? Find out for me!â
Seeing how agitated Marcel was, Sienna realized the significance of the bracelet and quickly agreed to help.
âAlright, Iâm on it!â
Marcel gazed at the image on the phone, tears in his eyes, emotions swirling.
âHarriet, are you still out there? If you are alive, why havenât you come to find me?â