The Killer Queen

Beckett had been chatting with Noella, answering her questions about what he had been up to.

Noella was puzzled when she heard that Zachary had driven himself to Linefort City.

“How did the cameras capture Zachary driving himself if he was knocked out?”

Beckett explained, “Elara tampered with the footage. She replaced the surveillance video from that day with an old one of Zachary driving to Linefort City.”

“And what about the arrest?”

Even though the mountains were Beckett’s private property, getting Vincent and Zachary convicted would be challenging.

“Jasper turned those mountains into a nature reserve. Trespassing and looting are serious offenses there, along with vandalism. It should be enough to charge them. Stirling installed lots of cameras, and we have regular patrols. The evidence is solid.”

So, the whole Schnabel family was involved in this?

Noella’s lips curled into a warm smile. “Thanks, Beckett, and thanks to the others. This may seem trivial, but I appreciate you all taking the time.”

“No matter is too small when it comes to you,” Beckett said earnestly. “I know you got used to handling things on your own at the Lambert family, but now you have us, reliable family. You’re the baby of our family, and you have every right to be a little spoiled.”

Ulrich leaned against the doorway of the office, sighing and holding his forehead. “Just a moment ago, I was saying Beckett would never sell us out, and now he just threw us under the

bus.”

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He didn’t look the least bit resentful, though. In fact, his gaze towards Noella was filled with

tenderness.

Beckett, on the other end of the line, asked, “Noella, is Mr. Pollack with you?”

Noella glanced at Palmer by her side, nodded, and handed her phone to him.

Beckett didn’t beat around the bush. “Yvonne contacted an overseas account. I think it’s connected to the person who supplied her with those Nourishment Pills.”

“I’m on it. I’ve got people tracking it,” Palmer replied.

The Pollack Group was already monitoring all outgoing calls made by Yvonne.

She mostly chatted with girlfriends and occasionally attended social gatherings. There seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.

“I’ll have my people on it too. Is Ulrich there?”

Palmer looked at Ulrich standing at the door and turned on the speakerphone. “Since you’re

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there, you can go and keep an eye on Yvonne.”

Ulrich nearly blew his top!

Why should he do this kind of thing? He wanted to spend time with Noella tool

“Beckett, we’re not short on people. Why do I have to watch her? I’m busy, you know!”

Beckett had always been stern with his brothers. “I’ve seen your surgery schedule; you’re free for the next three days.”

“But I’ve already made plans to take Noella out!”

He was busy every day, hardly having any free time. Finally, he managed to squeeze out some time to spend with Noella. He had already planned where they would go as well!

Beckett was relentless. “The Nourishment Pill is crucial; it nearly compromised our grandfather’s safety. You’re a doctor; it makes sense for you to handle this.”

How did it make sense?

However, Beckett, as the eldest brother, held a prominent position within the Schnabel family. After Tristan Schnabel devoted himself entirely to charity, the Schnabel family’s children mainly listened to Beckett’s words. He naturally wielded authority over his younger siblings.

Ulrich looked dejected, as if he had a tail that was drooping. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

After ending the call, Ulrich gazed at Noella with a somber expression. “Noella, I’ve got to go!”

Noella chuckled at his dramatics. “Next time you’re off, I’ll go out with you.”

Ulrich’s eyes lit up. His little sister really was the best!

Before leaving, Ulrich instructed Palmer to take good care of Noella. “Mr. Pollack, I rushed out without my team. Mind if I borrow your secretary for a couple of days? I’ll return her soon.”

Palmer gave him a nonchalant look. “If she agrees, I have no objections.”

Annie was highly competent, and Ulrich was getting himself a valuable assistant.

With that, Ulrich left on his mission reluctantly.

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At the local Linefort City police station, Zachary was utterly shocked as he watched the surveillance footage.

He was indeed driving himself to Linefort City!

How was that possible?

Vincent sneered, “Seems like someone’s brain has cancer, forgetting even something as big as this.”

Zachary was truly bewildered. He had no memory of it whatsoever!

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Belinda whispered. “Honey, if there’s anything you want to discuss, let’s do it at home. The important thing now is to get out of here…”

Vincent was furious at the sight of them. “Home? So you can keep stealing my money to support your family? Over my dead body!”

Vincent scolded her in front of the Rosenberg family, leaving Belinda embarrassed.

“What do you mean by that? ‘Stealing your money‘? What’s mine is yours!”

Vincent slammed the table in anger, wincing in pain. “For years I’ve been in the dark about these expenses. You all have to pay me back! I’m telling you, I’m sick now, and I need that money to save my life. If you don’t give it back, I’ll divorce you!”

Belinda looked at him in disbelief. He was actually suggesting divorce?

“Have you lost your mind? We’ve been married for years, and you want to divorce me over some chump change?”

Vincent was livid, to the point of feeling his blood boil. “Chump change? Do you even remember how much dough you’ve handed over to the Fullers? It’s no small sum!”

The mere mention of paying back the money sent the Fullers into a frenzy. The cash Vincent gave them had been splurged on building their son a new house and funding his big fat wedding. What was left had been swallowed up by the grandkids‘ tuition fees. And heavens, they’d need even more for the grandkids‘ future weddings!

The Fullers were flat broke and still counting on Belinda to keep the money flowing. Paying it back wasn’t even in the realm of possibility.

“What proof do you have that you didn’t know about all this spending? Why should we pay you back? Isn’t supporting the elderly part of your duty?”

“Supporting the elderly doesn’t mean bankrolling your whole family!” Just thinking about the cash he’d forked over through the years made Vincent’s heart ache. That was his hard–earned money!

“If you don’t pay up, I’m taking you to court!” he threatened.

Belinda’s father Malcom Fuller squinted his eyes, scheming. “You want your money back, fine. You’ve got two daughters. Marry off the one who isn’t even your flesh and blood into our family. We’ll take her as a bride for our grandson. It’s all in the family then, right?”

He’d saved up for his grandson’s future wedding, but if they could tie him to Vincent’s adopted daughter, they wouldn’t have to cough up a wedding gift.

Thinking about it, it was a win–win for the Fullers, and they’d score a pretty bride to boot.

Vincent scowled, “You mean Noella? No way, she won’t even pick up my calls, and you dream of marrying her into your family? Dream on!”

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Belinda nudged Vincent. “It’s for Noella’s own good. We all know each other, and we certainly don’t look down on her. Aren’t you sick? She could marry into our family and then get your connected with the Schnabel family doctor. She wouldn’t dare defy her in–laws.”

Vincent’s eyes gleamed at the thought.