The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 280

Marcel snapped, "You missed Noella? The nerve of you guys!"

Upon witnessing the opulence of the Schnabels' home decor, Vincent made up his mind to stick around, at least until he got his hands on some cash.

"Look, sir, my mom treated Noella far better than she ever treated Briony, her own granddaughter!"

Bringing up Harriet proved to be a mistake.

Marcel scoffed at the mention of her name.

"Harriet was good to Noella because Noella's her granddaughter, which has nothing to do with you."

Vincent thought Marcel meant that Old Mrs. Lambert treated Noella like her own granddaughter without any ulterior motives.

"Sir, we've raised Noella for nearly nineteen years. I believe we deserve some recognition for that."

Marcel raised an eyebrow, his mere presence commanding respect.

"You claim to have raised her, yet you've never celebrated her birthday, skimped on her tuition and allowance, and even restricted her from eating her fill at night. This is what you call for raising her for nineteen years?"

Vincent insisted, "Little girls who eat too much end up struggling to lose weight when they're older! You've no idea how hard Belinda had to work to slim down. I didn't want Noella to go through that. Restricting her from eating was also to prevent her from growing too tall, which could make it hard for her to find a husband!"

The Schnabels had never seen such shamelessness!

After returning to the Schnabels, Noella had grown a bit taller, now standing over 5'7", towering over both Belinda and Vincent.

Marcel couldn't help but laugh. "So, you're saying you starved Noella out of concern for her?"

"That's right."

"What exactly are you here for? Speak now or I'm calling the police!"

Vincent wasn't here for Noella; he was obviously after the Schnabels' money.

"Sir, we're all family here. I'm only asking because, well, look at me... I want to be there for Noella's wedding day. I heard your younger son's a doctor. Maybe he can treat me, so Noella has a healthy dad, right? Then, give us half of the Schnabel fortune and buy me a private jet, so visiting would be much more convenient!"

The drive from Tranquility City to Imperial City took over ten hours. Vincent had already decided to ask the Schnabels for a private jet while on his way there.

The Schnabels were beside themselves with laughter.

Elara's hands were shaking as she recorded the video.

"Good Lord, I've never seen such shamelessness."

Marcel looked at Vincent and Belinda, then back at Noella.

"Noella, your mom said this house is yours. You're in charge here, and I support whatever you decide."

The message was clear.

Vincent and Belinda, who had mistreated Noella, were now at her mercy.

Beckett nodded in agreement. "Noella, don't worry. Whatever you decide, we've got your back. Getting rid of two less-than-desirable people isn't a big deal."

Just the sight of Vincent and Belinda's greedy, shameless behavior was enough to make Beckett feel protective. He couldn’t believe Noella and their grandmother had lived with these people!

Upon hearing that this house was under Noella's control, Vincent added another condition.

"Also, your mom and I don't have a place to stay. This place might be a bit small, but it's good enough for us. Just transfer the ownership to us, will ya?"

Noella stepped forward from behind Marcel, her knuckles cracking.

"If we're settling accounts, then let's do just that."

She pulled out her phone, connecting it to the Schnabels' living room projector. The first scene depicted a hospital.

Belinda, pointing at Briony lying in the bed, scolded Noella standing beside her.