The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 251

Did the Schnabel family really set their kid up with a company gig this early?

Darcy's mouth twitched, suddenly hit with a wave of upper-class culture shock.

She remembered finding so many classes boring back in school, but why didn't she have a dozen companies managing her affairs?

Talk about a humbly extravagant excuse!

Darcy had thought Noella simply didn't want to attend school and had prepared a bunch of arguments to persuade her to take her studies seriously. Now, she realized that even with her own salary, she was reaching for the stars.

Before leaving the office, Noella's gaze fell on a bunch of flowers beside Darcy's trash bin- vibrant purple irises, full of life, with a card bearing strong and vigorous handwriting.

“Wishing you all the best. May you soar high.”

Though unsigned, it was clearly Beckett's handwriting!

The flowers were wrapped in the same paper as the bouquet Beckett had given Noella yesterday, from the florist shop beneath Beckett's company building.

Beckett's flowers, tossed carelessly into the trash by Darcy?

Noella paused. "Ms. Darcy, are these from Beckett?"

Darcy didn’t shy away from answering, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear with a smile. "Yes, it was his way of asking me to look after you. But Beckett doesn't know I'm allergic to irises. Since your parents are abroad, it would be best if you could get Beckett to sign the application forms."

"Alright, I'll let him know."

How did Darcy know Tristan and Sienna were out of the country?

Noella didn't ask for more details; she simply nodded and left the office.

As she opened the door, a few eavesdroppers stumbled backward in a comical fall, awkwardly facing Noella.

Noella swept her gaze over them, the majority of whom were friends of Oriana, probably there to see if Noella got scolded by Darcy.

The situation was momentarily awkward.

Noella didn’t spare them a glance, stepping away and leaving the scene.

After Beckett was informed about signing the forms, he called Darcy.

Darcy paused for a moment before adding, "Thank you for the gesture, Mr. Schnabel, but there’s no need for flowers next time. I'm allergic to all pollen."

It seemed likely Beckett's assistant chose the flowers on a whim.

"Sorry, I wasn't aware. Can I make it up to you over dinner? My treat, and we can discuss Noella's situation."

"No need, I've got a lot on my plate with school. It would be best if you could come by soon, Mr. Schnabel."

Beckett didn't press further, agreeing before ending the call.

Darcy received another call and hurriedly left the office.

Oriana and her group were surprised; Noella wasn’t scolded and didn’t seem prepared to even attend classes. How could the college agree to this?

"Typical Ms. Noella, some people just don’t belong in school."

Oriana’s eyes landed on the design drafts on Darcy's table, sparkling with admiration.

Could these amazing drafts have been left by Noella?

Just from the sketches, one could see the designer’s talent and skill level. How could a college freshman like Noella draw these? Could the Schnabel family have hired a master designer to help her skip school?

The more Oriana thought about it, the more convinced she became that it was true!

The Schnabel family was truly out of line. It was clear that only they, with their newfound wealth, could do such a thing.

Then, she remembered the Schnabel family proudly sending Noella off to school, fussing over her every move. When Noella played the zither, the Schnabel family radiated pride and joy.

Oriana even saw Sienna wiping away tears. "My baby is so talented. She must have worked so hard!"

Tristan was busy comforting Sienna, their eyes shining as if Noella was a precious treasure to be cherished.

Jasper gave a meaningful chuckle. “Beckett, you've been single for years. Still waiting for that lady?”

“Nonsense!”

Beckett looked at his flawless reflection in the mirror. The man’s face was resolute, and despite days of work, he didn’t seem overly tired. His eyes held an indescribable sharpness.

Jasper commented, “Beckett, with that face, you’ve got all the young ladies in the company sighing, ‘What a shame he ever opens his mouth’. If you were a bit sweeter, I’d have a sister-in-law by now. How about chasing after your ex?”

After all, not many could handle Beckett’s sharp tongue!

Beckett glanced at him, his tone neutral. “She’s married now. Do you think I can be the other man?”

“It’s only the unloved who are the other men. Wait! Your ex is married? That’s too bad, definitely not appropriate.”

That woman, who was nearly Beckett’s wife once, was said to be his college mate. The Schnabel family had never met her, scared off by those rumors about Beckett.

Jasper felt a bit of regret, about to say more, but then saw Beckett striding out of the office.

“Beckett, where are you headed?”

“Off to the university to arrange course exemptions for Noella.”

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Meanwhile, just as Noella stepped out of the lecture hall, her phone buzzed with a call from Nolan.

“Boss, your brother, Sterling, was filming in Glen Village. He then dropped by Verdant Garden, and now we can’t reach him!”

Stirling had been nearing the end of his filming project in Glen Village.

Noella frowned. “Isn’t Yasbel there filming too?”

Yasbel, as a member of Polaris Star, wouldn’t simply go missing.

“Can’t reach Yasbel either. We found her tracker in a ditch! Boss, we need you!”