The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 152

After dropping off Vincent and the Fullers, Noella’s phone buzzed with an encrypted message that seemed like gibberish at first glance.

Holding her phone, she deftly decoded it, importing the text into a custom app she had developed, and quickly extracted the clear message.

[Boss, we've got a situation at the lab in Emerald County. Need you here.]

[Got it.]

To synergize with Elara’s Phoenix Lab, Polaris Star had set up its own facility in Emerald County. Noella pocketed her phone and navigated through the streets with the mental map she had long memorized, arriving at the Polaris Star Lab.

The lab's exterior was a nondescript suburban house, nothing out of the ordinary. Standing at the entrance, Noella passed through a triple security checkpoint - fingerprint, iris scan, and a password - before she could enter.

“What’s the situation?”

“Boss, the data we sent to Phoenix Lab has been intercepted.” The lab's supervisor, Mizar, handed her a report.

“Phoenix Lab has ultra-tight security. The documents are supposed to be top secret. This shouldn’t have happened.”

Noella scanned the report indicating that data meant for Phoenix Lab had been maliciously hijacked.

Slipping into a lab coat and donning a face mask, she instructed, “Get me some equipment.”

Mizar, buzzing with excitement at the sight of their boss getting hands-on, quickly assembled the necessary tools.

It had been ages since they saw the boss in action! This was going to be good!

Five minutes later, Noella, examining the data, uttered as she stretched her hand, “Pen and paper, please.”

Mizar handed her the requested items, and noting the mud on Noella's shoes, she asked with a raised eyebrow, “Boss, did you just come from a hike?”

“Yeah, ran into people from the Fuller family. Gave them a piece of my mind.”

Mizar listened to Noella's cool response, seething, “Those pests are still jumping around! You were too lenient before!”

“No need to dwell on that.”

The fall from the giddy heights of potter's field wouldn’t have killed the Fullers or Vincent and his wife - just a few broken bones, a little bedrest. It would do them good to lay low for a while.

After all, whether the Lambert family and the Fuller family would still be around once they recovered was anyone’s guess.

“It’s time to leak the Lambert family’s project flaws and Vincent’s tax evasion.”

“On it!”

They had been sitting on that information for too long. Vincent had managed to disgust Noella enough to not let his family off lightly, despite Old Mrs. Lambert.

Mizar scoffed, “When that accident happened on Vincent’s project and people died, he complained about the delay. Heartless.”

“If he’s heartless, there’s no need for us to care. Spread the word as the Phantom Surgeon: any international organization that provides medical aid to Vincent will be an enemy for life.”

“Got it! But what if they seek typical medical care?”

Noella replied blandly, “No worries, I have a plan.”

She tapped out a message to Ulrich and hit send. Ulrich’s response was swift.

[Finally, You remember me, your brother! Don’t worry, I’ve got everything set up. All reputable hospitals nationwide, even globally, will blacklist Vincent. He can try to get medical attention, but it will cost him a fortune, and he still won’t find the right doctor.

When are you coming back? How’s Elara? Miss you!]

Ignoring the flood of messages, Noella selectively answered before pocketing her phone.