The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 322

A pack of ferocious Mastiffs bared their teeth at the distant relatives from the Pollack family, growling menacingly!

Noella raised an eyebrow and said, "These dogs haven't had a good meal in a while."

Peregrine, sweating bullets, couldn't believe what he was seeing—those dogs had madness in their eyes!

"This is illegal! You all are crazy! What the hell did the Schnabel family teach you?"

Noella just shrugged indifferently. "You should count your blessings you met me here."

Had it been anywhere else, Noella wouldn't have hesitated to show him what crazy really means! After all, they were at the Pollack ancestral home. Considering the old folks and not wanting to scare Elara, Noella was actually being quite restrained.

Peregrine took a huge step back.

Noella chuckled. "Step forward, and I'll release one dog leash. Your choice, Peregrine."

To the Pollack family, this seemed like a fair deal.

Horatio paused his prayer, shocked at the scene unfolding before Noella, though an outsider might think he was worried.

Helen straightened her dress. "Horatio, keep praying. This won't affect you for a bit. Don't worry about Noella. The Pollacks aren't pushovers."

"Oh, I'm not worried about Noella. I'm worried for these poor souls."

Noella's antics were nothing new to Horatio. He just couldn’t understand why these people were deliberately seeking to cross paths with her, the harbinger of catastrophe.

Considering this, Horatio just shook his head sadly. "These poor souls have really strayed off the path! If they need spiritual guidance afterward, they can come to our monastery. But given their moral failures, there will be no discounts. In fact, it'll cost more."

With that, Horatio closed his eyes and resumed his prayers, unfazed.

Peregrine didn't dare move. He couldn't believe that the Schnabel girl was this unhinged!

"I'm an elder here, and you're out of line!"

Sexton scoffed. "I'm not gone yet, so what sort of elder are you? Noella represents the Pollacks! And since you brought up the issue with Elara's lineage, let's settle that today, to avoid future encounters."

Their patience with the Pollack kin was wearing thin.

Peregrine was relentless. "I don't agree! How can this wild girl claim a place in the Pollack family tree? She doesn't even share our last name!"

Sexton's gaze fell on Palmer. "My position will eventually go to Palmer. He'll be the next Pollack patriarch. Whatever concerns the Pollack family, Palmer has the final say."

Palmer, the designated heir to both the Pollack Group and family, nodded. "Then let's not delay. Today, we'll remove you from the family tree. I'm informing you, not asking for your opinion. Elara is a Pollack, regardless of her last name. If you can't accept that, you're out."

His words were laced with a cold finality, leaving no room for discussion.

Peregrine was stunned! Turning to Sexton and Helen, he saw they had already settled into chairs, with Helen even sipping a Coke!

"This is outrageous!"