The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 363

"Linnea, are you out of your mind? You can't catch a cab around school to save your life!"

"Buzz off." Linnea's voice was ice-cold as she snapped, "I didn't come here to pick you up just to listen to you trash-talk the Schnabels!"

It was only then Oriana remembered Linnea's connection to the Schnabels...

They were essentially family!

"Linnea, after all these years of being pushed around by the Schnabels, with Noella back, it's only going to get worse for you. Trust me, I wouldn't steer you wrong..."

Linnea frowned, "Do you think I'm brainless, or is it that you think your brain's just on another level? The Schnabels took me in; I'm not about to bite the hand that fed me. If you got expelled, that says more about you than it does about me.

I, Linnea, might be friendless, but I'm not desperate enough to buddy up with someone who can't tell right from wrong and is full of malice."

Without a shred of mercy, Linnea left Oriana by the roadside and drove off, leaving nothing but a cloud of exhaust behind.

Oriana screamed in frustration, stamping her feet on the spot!

No sooner had the car pulled away than Linnea's phone buzzed with a call from an unknown number.

"Ms. Schnabel, good day. This is Bowie Richardson from the Richardson clan. Do you remember me?"

"Vaguely. Your 'monkey fight' face was quite the sight."

Bowie's smile froze on his face!

Linnea hit the record button and asked indifferently, "What do the Richardsons want with me?"

"Well, I found our encounter at the cemetery quite fascinating. Might I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

"No."

"Don’t you wish to improve your standing within the Schnabels? I feel for you, having suffered there. Just align with me, and you’ll be the undisputed lady of the Schnabel household!"

Linnea's lips twitched.

"Idiot. With your intellect, I'm afraid I’d be the first to suffer if I allied with you."

After hanging up, Linnea forwarded the recording to Noella with a little note: Ms. Schnabel, these folks are up to no good, scares me a bit.

Noella's expression turned intriguing upon receiving Linnea's message.

Bowie reaching out to Linnea wasn’t surprising. But Linnea’s method of handling it... was quite unique.

Hearing Linnea's firm stance in the recording, and the text she sent, a smile crept onto Noella’s face.

Elara leaned over to take a glance.

"I've been working with Grandpa Lucian recently to put the screws on Bowie's company. He's desperate, but it's not a big deal."

"Do you need my help?"

Elara chuckled, ruffling Noella's hair affectionately, "Leave this little issue to the adults. With Mr. Pollack and Beckett on it, Bowie’s company is on the brink of bankruptcy!"

It was only in front of the Schnabels that Noella was seen as a naive child.

"As for Linnea, don’t worry. I took some cousins out for a meal to snoop around."

Elara hopped off the couch, rummaging through her bag for a USB drive which she then plugged into the computer. The contents of the drive, a video file, were soon displayed on the screen.

In the video, Linnea, donned in a wedding dress, stood at the altar, the groom’s back facing the camera, unidentifiable.