The Killer Queen (Noella Briony)



The scammer was practically having a meltdown!

"Your father's illegitimate son outside of marriage has rights to the inheritance! The Schnabel family, doing this, you could be taken to court!"

Jasper Schnabel retorted, "Oh, why don't you take it all the way to the Supreme Court then? How about we see what the President or even the United Nations has to say about this monumental issue?"

The scammer was in agony.

Trying to con the Schnabel family was proving to be an uphill battle!

Their cunning was enough to circle the globe five times.

Jasper picked up a stranded little crab and threw it back into the sea.

"Illegitimate children have rights, you say? Let him sue then. Shows how little you know about the law."

There was a tone of pity in his voice!

The phone call ended, and Jasper scoffed.

Xavier grumbled, "What's this now? Something about an illegitimate child? You've got one on the side?"

"No, it's my dad."

"Your dad has an illegitimate child? Well, that won't do, we need to make sure all the family money goes to my granddaughter! Time to draft a will!" Jasper couldn't help but laugh.

Tristan Schnabel was in the prime of his life. Draft a will? Ridiculous!

"It's a scammer. These fraudsters are getting bold."

Millie Gallagher frowned, "Xavier, isn't there a scam ring right next door?"

"What are the odds?"

Millie pulled over a laptop, sitting down right there and snatching Jasper's phone to track the number from the call.

Jasper touched his nose.

Ever since arriving at Lockhart Prison, Millie had taken to it as if it was her own home!

She had an air of defiance about her, having taken on Xavier's toughest guys on arrival and now reigning as the queen bee of Lockhart Prison! Seeing her like this, Jasper could hardly believe they were in the same line of work!

Millie eyed the screen.

"Looks like it was the neighbors."

"Millie, you know how to do this?"

"Hardly, had to send it back home to my mentor for help. Despite being drop-dead gorgeous and insanely talented, tracking IP addresses is just not my thing."

The message from Noella confirmed it wasn't just Jasper who had received scam calls; other members of the Schnabel family had been targeted by the neighbors!

Noella: "I'll go check it out."

With the scam ring operating next door and 7-Slayer nearby, Noella decided to take a look herself!

Millie stood up, serious, "Xavier, have we had many run-ins with the neighbors?"

"Not really. Half the inmates here were hand-picked by them, sent over from their side. All of them serious offenders, the kind that would turn on you in a heartbeat!"

That "turn on you" bit was meant quite literally!

Millie pondered, looking at Jasper.

"Sir, fancy a stroll over there?"

"To the scam ring?"

Jasper's newfound respect for Millie's audacity was evident.

"Yeah, dare to go?"

Glancing at Millie, Jasper scoffed, "Why not? Just don't slow me down!"

"Look at our young master, quite the temper."

Teased by Millie, Jasper couldn't help but storm off!

Xavier patted Millie on the shoulder.

"The kid's my grandson after all, be gentle with him. I'd hate to explain any mishaps to your mentor."

"Don't worry, he's a Schnabel!"

Just days before, Millie had watched Jasper, unable to sleep, get up in the middle of the night and beat up one of the inmates.

That inmate, Vincent Lambert, hadn't gotten up for days!

Marcel had called Xavier, asking him to look after Jasper and suggesting it might toughen him up a bit.

Getting roughed up was expected, but sending him back to Imperial City in pieces was not the plan.

Millie rubbed her nose, her dusty eyelashes fluttering over her bright, peach blossom eyes. "The man I choose won't be a pushover!"

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At the Patel family's evening gala in Imperial City...

The Patel family's hillside villa was ablaze with lights, hosting guests of high stature.

In her room, Luna Patel was getting ready in front of her vanity, hoping to dazzle the attendees.

Dillon Patel, standing behind her, worried, "Luna, you've been looking pale lately. What's wrong?"

"I'm fine..."

Lately, just closing her eyes brought back the restaurant incident!

Luna couldn't shake off the cold, harsh look Noella gave her, making her heart race!

Trying to calm down, Luna reached for her makeup brush to apply some blush. The moment it touched her skin, she screamed in horror! "What's happening?"

Dillon rushed over as Luna clutched her face, blood trickling down her fingers. A razor blade had been hidden in the makeup brush! "Beckett! My face! My face!"

Dillon was both shocked and scared. How could someone sabotage them within the Patel family home?

"Call the doctor! Let's not alarm the grandparents!"

Terrified of being disfigured and losing her only asset, Luna panicked.

The doctor, wearing a mask, came to inspect the wound and began cleaning it with a bottle of liquid.

As the pain intensified, Luna pushed the doctor away.

"What are you applying? It's burning!"

The doctor innocently replied, "Didn't you say you wanted to be disfigured? I'm making sure your face never recovers!"

"You're not a doctor! Who are you?"

Dillon grabbed the doctor by the collar and yanked off her mask, revealing Oriana Baker's face!

"Oriana...weren't you in custody?"

"Yeah, why am I the one left out, huh? I thought the Patels were just swamped with work these days Turns out, you're all about throwing a big bash..."

Oriana was boiling with envy and bitterness!

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"If you're going to be ruthless, don't blame me for what comes next!"

Luna's face was now oozing pus, emitting a foul smell like some nasty chemicals!

"You witch! What on earth did you put on my face?"

"Nothing much, just a bit of diluted sulfuric acid. It won't eat your face away, but you'll look like a horror show."

Sulfuric acid?!

Luna broke down, tears streaming, ready to lash out at Oriana with all her might!

Her beautiful face, ruined by this monster!

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Luna, driven to madness, screamed, "I'll kill you! I'll make sure your face is destroyed too!"

Just then, amidst Oriana's tirade, the butler knocked on the door.

With urgency in his voice, "Miss, Mr. Schnabel is here to see you!"