The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 240

The house was alive with a fierce argument.

"These two brats are Larson's charity cases; we're not exactly short on kids. What's the harm in keeping them around?"

The middle-aged woman wound up her fist and took a swing at Luther's face, "Who knows if this is the fruit of your infidelity? How did you treat the Grubers before? Now you're getting your comeuppance! That's what you get for conspiring with Arthur Gruber to off the old boss!"

"Come on, that mess with Larson and the other guy had nothing to do with me!"

So the death of the Shadow Dragon Society's old boss wasn't an accident? Malvina held her breath in shock.

Luther wasn't about to take it lying down. He slapped the woman back, grabbed her hair, and smashed her head against the wall, "Keep yapping, and neither of us will make it out alive. The Grubers might be gone, but the Schnabels are still very much in play!"

The two grappled and scuffled, filling the room with the woman's piercing screams.

Ten minutes later, the commotion inside died down.

Luther kicked at Yvonne, whose mouth was now sealed with black duct tape, and took a drag on his cigarette, "How did this girl get in touch with you?"

The woman on the floor, whose hair was a tangled mess, gasped for air and rolled her eyes, "You mean this kid from Duncan Gruber and my sister Queenie? Queenie didn't dare let her husband find out, so she was raised under the Schnabels' roof. Now that she's locked up, the kid's been dumped on me."

Gagged, Yvonne couldn't utter a word in response to this revelation.

What did they mean?

Her biological mother wasn't Larson's wife but Queenie, the woman who contacted her every day?!

But Queenie was just a high school dropout turned housekeeper!

If it wasn't for Ashlyn bringing her to the Schnabels to work, she'd probably still be jobless in some backwater town.

And she was her mother? Yvonne couldn't accept it!

Luther glanced at Yvonne, "She looks like your sister. I thought she could play lady at the Schnabels, and it turns out that she's got no game. All your sister's scheming to snatch away Ms. Noella from the Schnabels was for naught."

"You think the Schnabels are pushovers? Larson sent men to take down Ms. Schnabel, and look how that turned out. My sister tried every poison in the book on the Schnabel clan and got nowhere."

Outside, Ulrich and Malvina's eyes were wide with disbelief.

Queenie had even tried to poison the Schnabels?

The middle-aged woman was still dredging up the past inside the door, "I gave Ashlyn so many ways to torment the Schnabel daughter-in-law, hoping one would leave her and the kids with a lifelong ailment. But never had I imagined that Ashlyn could be so useless. And all she sent to seduce Tristan while the Schnabel daughter-in-law was in labor—all Larson and Arthur's doing—didn't make a dent." She continued, "The Grubers and Larson even tried planting spies around Marcel, but no avail."

Luther snorted, "If this girl and her mother had been of any use, the Schnabels would've met the same fate as the Grubers. We gave her so many Nourishment Pills to take to the Schnabels, all for nothing."

Yvonne was on the verge of a breakdown while listening. Were they telling the truth?

The Gruber family was either dead or in jail, their assets seized. And the Nourishment Pills were always Larson's according to Luther.

The door was kicked open, and the man standing there, who was radiating menace, aimed a cold gun at Luther's head.

"Don't move, or you'll be off to meet your maker." The man claimed.

"Who... who are you?"

Who was this intruder?