The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 286

Tristan mulled it over and decided it made perfect sense.

Noella, however, couldn't quite get on board with Tristan's way of thinking.

Was she seriously measuring trouble by the "brother" unit?

Lorne's antics were becoming too much, enough to make Noella sick of him.

Tristan stepped aside to a quieter spot, asking with concern, "Sweetie, why do you want to hit Lorne? What did he do?"

Lucian Richardson and Marcel, after all, were acquaintances. And with Elara's connection in the mix, Tristan wouldn't normally mess with the Richardson family, unless they messed with his darling daughter first!

"It's nothing, just that he deliberately had someone try to run me over on campus, thinking he could play the hero. So, I gave him a piece of my mind. And he even got Vincent's illegitimate son to harass me."

Tristan felt his blood pressure soar!

This was 'nothing'?

"The hell, does Lorne have a death wish? Messing with my daughter? Sweetie, are you okay? Why didn't you tell me about the near accident? Has Beckett been eating dirt lately?"

How could Beckett let something this big happen while taking care of his siblings!

"I'm fine, Beckett took care of it, and even got in touch with the Richardson family. But I felt better settling it myself."

As Noella spoke, she headed towards Lorne's hospital room.

Tristan calmed down. "As long as you're okay, that's what matters! Go on, give him what for! If you break anything, it's on Jacob. After all, Lucian can't stand him, and won't mind adding to his troubles."

Tristan had his own reasons.

Why not? Jacob had made his other daughter suffer!

"It's settled then. I'm off."

Hanging up, Tristan was still fuming. When Sienna came over, the couple realized there was a serious concern.

"What if our darling hurts her hand in the process? Better call Ulrich in line and get some backup over there!"

By the time Noella hung up, she was already at Lorne's hospital room door. With a slight tilt of her head, she said, "Handle the surveillance."

"Right away!"

Noella entered the room, and shortly after, she stepped out, casually rubbing her wrist.

Mizar chuckled. "Boss, Ms. Gruber and Professor Calvin are waiting for you on the floor we were on."

"Okay. Take care of things here."

In the room, Lorne lay unconscious.

Noella had carefully avoided the surgical wounds as she made her point. As someone who had recently undergone major surgery, Lorne couldn’t withstand any sort of physical assault. Apart from the initial surprise on Lorne's face upon seeing Noella, the rest was disbelief and blood.

Mizar clicked his tongue, snapping a photo to capture the moment.

Lying on the bed next to Lorne, Thorpe feigned deep meditation, choosing to play dead the moment Noella entered.

No joke, he wasn't about to get beaten for nothing!

As Noella returned to the emergency department floor, she saw Malvina arguing fiercely with a young man, defending Dr. Lowry, who was seated in a wheelchair behind her.

The young man was adamant. "My mom said if I marry Dr. Lowry, the house won't be in her name, but she'd pay for the decor since she'll live there too!"