The Killer Queen (Noella Briony)



Millie eyed the rattlesnake on the ground, a flicker of amusement in her gaze.

Never in her life had she received a rattlesnake as a gift!

"Boss, your choice of gift is certainly unique."

But, she liked it!

Millie picked up the rattlesnake from the ground, swinging it around like a makeshift baton.

"Tell me, Jasper, with gifts like these, are you trying to lock lips with me or what?"

Jasper froze mid-step.

"You always start talking nonsense when you're nervous."

Millie was taken aback!

When had she ever been nervous!

Jasper seemed entirely at ease, hands casually buried in his hoodie pocket, his gaze slightly lifted.

"Observing micro-expressions is a skill every lawyer should possess."

Millie lifted her foot to kick Jasper.

"Bullshit! That's criminal psychology! I'm no criminal!"

Jasper dodged the kick effortlessly, retorting, "Same difference."

Millie's expression had already given her away.

She always blurted out nonsense when nervous, something Jasper had noticed long ago but never pointed out.

Millie scratched her cheek.

"Seems I've underestimated Mr. Schnabel."

"It's not too late to revise your opinion."

The corridors of the Baker Group were a maze of surveillance and patrolling goons.

Pulling out her phone, Millie mused, "Huh, my mentor and Palmer are coming too."

"What's Noella doing here?"

"Making a scene, I guess. No biggie."

Jasper's eyes widened.

"How can you say it's no big deal? This place is dangerous, what if something happens to Noella!"

She must definitely be here for him!

Millie looked conflicted.

"Mr. Schnabel, my mentor is tougher than me. You should be more worried about yourself."

"That's not going to fly! Even if Noella is tough, she's still a kid! How can I, as her brother, let her take such risks?"

Seeing Jasper determined to find Noella, Millie didn't intervene.

"Millie, which way do you think they'll come in?"

They were in the Baker Group's underground facility, and Jasper guessed Noella and Palmer would use the underground passages. Millie speculated, "Knowing my mentor, they'll probably come through the front door."

Jasper was shocked, "The front door?!"

That's way too dangerous!

"Let's go up and see."

Climbing the narrow staircase and pushing open the manhole cover above, Millie pointed towards two figures standing at the front gate. "See, I was right."

At the gate, Noella, dressed in a hoodie and jeans, looked like any other student.

Palmer, dressed simply, seemed like her tourist boyfriend, casually visiting this "attraction."

Not only Jasper and Millie, but even Connor, sitting in his office, was stunned!

People had made scenes before, but never quite like this!

"The boss, are they crazy?"

Connor frowned, "You don't get it. Strolling in like they own the place means we can't touch them."

Imagine, Noella brought over a dozen key Baker Group members from Lockhart Prison.

You can't exactly greet your guests with gunfire, can you?

Had Noella and Palmer snuck in, Connor could have feigned ignorance and dealt with them silently.

Now, with all this spectacle, what to do!

Waving his hand, Connor ordered, "Send Bailey to greet them."

"Understood."

On the monitors, a woman in a form-fitting dress, holding a long cigarette holder, approached the gate with graceful steps.

"Welcome, dear guests. My apologies for the reception. I'm Bailey Baker, the GM of the Baker Group!"

Millie whispered, "Don't be fooled by her innocent look. She's got a heart of darkness. She used to control all the border's brothels, yet no one dares call her a villain."

"This woman rescued all the women

lost to the borders, monopolized the entire brothel business. Those who wanted out could leave; those who stayed had her full support. If any of the girls got into trouble, she'd personally handle it. She never made life hard for them."

Because of her deep connections, Bailey was the biggest madam on the border!

Jasper nodded. "I've heard of her. A savior among the fallen, quite famous."

Millie chuckled.

"Then you don't know how she made her fortune."

Their conversation was loud enough for Bailey to turn and see Millie and Jasper peeking out like two little moles!

Noella glanced back at her crew, "Time for a change."

"How could we impose? After you've gone through the trouble of bringing these folks, it's only right we return them to you." Bailey's expression changed upon noticing the several rattlesnakes wrapped around Millie's waist: "...?"

Were these two here to trade?

Even in this place, such snakes were considered precious!

Millie, sensing Bailey's interest, guardedly said, "This is my belt, okay? Hands off!"

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Who would have thought of using rattlesnakes as belts!

It seemed she had underestimated these two little moles' resourcefulness.

Bailey's smile was strained, "Of course, we wouldn't dream of it. How could we take from our guests?"

Noella calmly stated her request, "We'd like to take a look around, if that's alright?"

"...Of course, please."

After taking custody of the Baker Group executives Noella brought, Bailey led them through the Baker Group's complex.

"May I ask where our guests hail from?"

"Imperial City."

"I'm from Imperial City too. Oh, how I miss my home."

"Do you find it comfortable here. Ms. Baker?"

Bailey hadn't expected Noella to ask such a question and laughed softly.

"Comfortable? Absolutely. There's no place like here."

"You might not know this, but I ended up here because back in the day, I was drowning in debt. When my mom got sick, I maxed out every credit card and took loans from every shady lender you could think of And then, I didn't pay back a dime!"

Bailey's face, radiant as a Hollywood starlet's, was adorned with a smile so captivating it was almost sinful.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

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Bailey's smile was light and breezy, as if she was talking about some trivial, everyday occurrence.

"After all, I couldn't care less about those nude photos they left on my doorstep. We all have the same bits and pieces, what's there to be ashamed of?"

"But what really got to me, was my mom! She was furious that I got into such a mess trying to borrow money for her treatment. She thought it was disgraceful!"

"Every day was a living hell for me. I didn't care about the scandals, but my mom kept bringing it up, cursing me, telling me I'd be better off dead. Towards the end, she was so ill, and I couldn't borrow a cent."

Bailey chuckled softly. "So after she passed, I found my way here. The place that's both the brightest and darkest in the world!"

"Welcome to the Baker Group, ladies and gentlemen!"