The Killer Queen

Oriana escorted the Lambert family to the grand entrance of Serene Haven’s Phoenix Tower.

Phoenix Tower, the crown jewel of Serene Haven, stood majestically among the rest. Its presence was highlighted by a massive dragon and phoenix fountain at its forefront, dazzling in gold and splendor.

Surrounding it were sculptures of the zodiac animals, each crafted in pure gold!

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Oriana noticed Vincent’s awe–struck expression and couldn’t help but label him a country bumpkin in her mind- utterly unworldly, She figured Noella must be the same.

“These sculptures were commissioned by the Schnabel family to distinguish them from historical artifacts. Made of gold, but really, they’re not worth much.”

Gold, yet not worth much?

Vincent’s understanding of the Schnabel family’s wealth was being constantly updated. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Phoenix Tower was enveloped in lush greenery, with every plant being an expensive specimen. Even the welcoming pine at the entrance was a rare treasure wo

more than a million!

Just by looking, Vincent could tell how valuable the tree was. He once wanted to get a similar one for the

Lambert Mansion, but no one would sell it to him.

Oriana hung around after delivering her guests, curious to watch the unfolding scene.

A car pulled up at the entrance, and Vincent excitedly proclaimed, “That must be Noella returning!”

The car door opened, revealing a pair of slender legs stepping onto the ground, followed by a cascade of silky hair flowing down as the young girl leaned forward. Her face was a mix of cool detachment and an indescribable allure. Despite her youth, she possessed a captivating charm, yet her expression was icy, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Vincent had never seen Noella look so stunning! It seemed the Schnabel family must really cherish their

daughter.

“Noella, oh! Daddy missed you so much!”

Noella frowned slightly. “Vincent? What are you doing here?”

“Noella, what kind of talk is that? Your mom and I just wanted to see you, that’s all!”

Vincent and Belinda’s appearance here was clearly driven by their discovery of Noella’s real identity, envious of her status. It must have been Briony who contacted them, seeking to gain favor from the Schnabel family.

Noella knew all too well what kind of people Vincent and Belinda were- greedy and shameless, with eyes only for profit. Now aware of the Schnabel family’s status, they wouldn’t rest until they got a piece of it.

Elara emerged from the car, eyeing Vincent and Belinda.

“Noella, how come these trash still have the energy to show up? They’ve announced cutting ties with you

in the papers, and now they’re Sti

shamelessly coming back for what?”

Vincent’s face turned sour. “It was all a misunderstanding, Noella! The newspaper thing was the housekeeper’s fault; your mom and I would never agree to such a thing!”

Oriana chimed in, supporting them. “Yeah, Noella, they are still your parents, after all. Being so heartless

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isn’t right.”

Noella glanced at Oriana coldly. “Oh, you again, the brainless wonder. Seems like your brain’s made a permanent home for your intestines. I thought it was just a one–time mistake, but now it’s clear your head’s really just filled with guts.”

Oriana was speechless.

Noella’s words reminded Oriana of the humiliation she faced in front of everyone at college, all thanks to

Noella!

“Noella, I’m only speaking the truth. Your parents are getting old; it’s you for years. You can’t treat them like this!”

cruel to be so heartless. They raised

Noella crossed her arms, looking down her nose at Oriana. “Moral blackmail? Sorry, I’m fresh out of morals. If you like these kinds of parents so much, they’re all yours.”

Without giving Oriana another glance, No

turned away.

Elara added, “Allowing unauthorized entry into Serene Haven, I’ll have to speak with security about this. This girl’s security awareness is shockingly lax.”

Past the fountain was strictly Phoenix Tower territory.

“Private property, trespassers not welcome. Invading someone’s home, wonder how, many years that gets you?”

Oriana panicked at Elara’s words. She had always admired the view from afar, never having the chance to step inside. Only because these two claimed to be Noella’s foster parents did Oriana think to guilt–trip Noella, hoping not to be prosecuted. Maybe even catch a glimpse of her idol, Stirling, within the Schnabel family.

But hearing Elara’s threat, Oriana quickly made her escape, leaving Vincent and Belinda stranded.

Despite seeing Phoenix Tower’s grandeur, Vincent and Belinda refused to leave!

Such a vast villa in the heart of Imperial City, all for Noella!

It would be quite reasonable for Noella to hand it over to them, right?

Their faces were etched with repulsive greed.

Palmer and Jacob were handling the Pollack family’s affairs at the resort, so Noella and Elara left first.

Elara glanced back at the persistent Lambert couple. “Noella, should we throw them out?”

“No need, let them in. It’s easier to deal with them indoors. I hate the thought of them sullying the flowers Mother adores.” Noella’s expression was blank, but her eyes were cold as ice.

Last time around, Larson and Eamon’s move on Noella had Beckett spooked big time. In response, Beckett got a squad of mercenaries as bodyguards in Serene Haven.

Vincent and Belinda had the guts to show up, so Noella figured she might as well roll out the red carpet for them!

Following Noella into the grand entrance of the Schnabel Manor, Vincent and Belinda almost got knocked off their feet by the sheer opulence!

Just one painting from the Schnabel collection could easily snap up a couple of the Lamberts‘ swanky

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pads in Tranquility City.

The new nanny of the Schnabel family glanced at Vincent and Belinda and exclaimed in surprise, “My, what do we have here? A pair of street performers, perhaps? If you’re here for a nanny job interview, those outfits won’t do. Don’t even think about coming inside!”

There was Vincent, still perched in his wheelchair, mud caking the wheels!

Belinda nearly fainted at the sight of the family’s wealth.

nny’s designer uniform, an obvious sign of the Schnabel

Beckett, now in his casual wear, came down with a coffee in hand, eyeing Vincent and Belinda at the doorstep.

“Noella, how did they get in? Are they bothering you? Just say the word, and I’ll have them escorted out.”.

Noella just shook her head gently. “It’s all right. Let them stand at the door.”

Catching Noella’s drift, Beckett didn’t press further but turned to summon Marcel.

Marcel, with a demeanor that commanded respect, gave Vincent and Belinda a look that sent shivers down their spine.

Seeing these two reminded him of their cruelty towards Noella and Harriet!

Had Vincent ensured a blissful life for Harriet and a worry–free old age, had he allowed Noella a happy childhood and a chance to grow up well, the Schnabel family would have surely compensated the Lambert family generously! But Vincent’s treatment of Harriet and Noella amounted to nothing short of abuse!

Marcel let out a deep sigh, trying to contain his rage.

“Come over here, you two!” he called out to Noella and Elara, worried they might get tainted by the negative vibes radiating from Vincent and his wife.

“What brings you here?”

Vincent, with a sycophantic smile plastered on his face, said, “We just missed Noella, thought we’d drop by to see her.”