The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 12

Noella fanned herself with her palm, the roses blooming all over the manor, their scent rich and heady.

Palmer parked the car right under the Radi Building as Noella had said. “This the spot? I’m not too hot on the lay of the land around here.

Noella nodded. “Yeah, that’s the place. I’ll shoot you the cab fare.”

Palmer couldn’t help but chuckle, pulling out his phone and handing it over to Noella. “Let’s add friends on WhatsApp first, then you can Venmo me.”

After Noella added him and grabbed her backpack, she hopped out of the car.

Palmer watched her sprinting into the office building, even swiping an employee card to get through security.

Radi Building was chock–full of companies – was she one of the employees here?

Noella had a hunch and turned around to see Palmer still by the car, gazing her way.

Bathed in light, he was the picture of elegance and charm, not at all like a top–tier assassin who flirted with death on the daily.

Palmer waved at her, his face wearing a warm, genial smile, putting even Beckett to shame in the gentlemanly department.

Noella’s cheeks flushed, and she bolted for the elevator.

After she disappeared inside, Palmer whipped out his phone to call his secretary. “Radi Building could be one of my assets. Get me everything on all the companies and their employees here.” “Right away, Mr. Pollack. We’ll start the acquisition of Radi Building immediately.”

Noella made her way to the top floor and found a studio with no sign on the door.

Kitai’s face lit up with surprise when he saw her, “Boss, you’re here.”

Noella passed him the design draft. “Use display agents 3 and 5, a 30-70 mix then finish with number 8 for five minutes.”

“Got it! Boss, our new store is in the Rising Glory Mall. Wanna check it out?”

Rising Glory Mall was all about first–rate, blue–blood brands, a famous hotspot for luxury goods in Imperial City. If something was sold out everywhere else, you could probably snag it there.

Beckett’s face flashed in Noella’s mind; Rising Glory Mall was his turf, too.

“Nah, let’s pass. Give Rising Glory Group a 10% cut from our sales at the mall.”

Kitai’s jaw dropped – that was a hefty 10%!

Master Azure’s designs, even at 10%, was worth a small fortune.

the big boss of Rising Glory Group some kind of lifesaver from her past life?

do as I say.”

“Sure thing, boss.”

the Schnabel Mansion.

to Yvonne’s sob story

off. But Mom, Dad, and the bros are all under her spell. They won’t listen to

open, her wrinkly lids sagging with a

You think Noella’s got

the gods. If she felt Noella was bad news, Ashlyn wouldn’t let

me out without dinner, calling

got no

face was a mask of

Noella stepped through the Schnabel family gates than

Ashlyn wants

nodded and followed the

visits from the four Schnabel sons. She wasn’t a fan of Sienna, always

maids led Noella into the Schnabel Mansion, pointing to a bench in the garden with a frosty. “Ms. Noella, you can wait right here.”

meant for sitting- rusty and muddy. It looked like it would crumble if breathed on.

this was Ashlyn’s power play, maybe taking a stand for Yvonne? She didn’t mind. The Lamberts used to make her stand as

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garden, lost in thought about the Heartfelt

taken the director?

playing on her lips as she saw Hoella standing in the courtyard. “Grandma, you

know her place. and there you have it. I told her to sit but didn’t say she had to stand. Who’s she performing for?

sweetly agreed, “You’re

An hour later.

like a statue, not having moved an inch.

the Heartfelt Orphanage in her mind, profiling the killers” perspectives and reconstructing the

slowly opened her eyes, she had found it!

not only saw her coming but had Palmer pegged, too. Those hitmen were just a

Noella and said, “Ms. Noella, please

nodded and strutted into the small building where Ashlyn lived. She moved with the grace of a flowing cloud, not showing the slightest sign of fatigue or soreness

back. I only recognize Yvonne and Elara as my granddaughters. Don’t think any Tom,

asked, “Excuse me, but do you have some

was speechless. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, so pissed off–she threw her prayer beads

the beads shattered

issue the moment you open your mouth, I want to see how a wild girl like you. could ever set foot in the Schnabel family!”