The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 24

The little black car smoothly rolled out of the Imperial West Hospital grounds.

“That gal you just saw? She’s not my girlfriend.”

Noella didn’t respond.

“She’s my secretary.”

Noella was like, what’s the deal with her?

Running the show as one of the big three on the deep web, it’s no surprise Palmer’s got a few secretaries, especially when that secretary looked like she could seriously kick some butt probably a real whiz at her job.

“Not bad.” said Noella.

Palmer went on to clarify, “You can’t replace the standout abilities and shining moments that women bring to the table at work, so yeah, I’ve got a good number of ladies on my team.”

Noella nodded in agreement. “Totally get you. My big bro’s company is chock–full of women too. He always says no one falls for the boss just because of the job at hand; integrity and skills trump gender every time.”

Palmer chuckled, “Your brother and I are on the same page.”

“Guys can fall for their boss just as easily. It’s got nothing to do with gender.”

That’s not exactly what Palmer meant!

Palmer touched his nose, trying to mask the stiffness around his lips.

“You’ve heard about Thorpe entering the country, right?”

“Yeah, Thorpe’s probably here to touch base with Toxic Monarch.”

Thorpe, the big cheese of the Cerulean Whale Organization, cozying up with Toxic Monarch in Harmonia Country’s Imperial City – that’s quite a meet–up!

“What’s your take?” asked Palmer.

Noella shot him a look and said coolly, “Toxic Monarch’s after the Harmonia market, and Thorpe’s gunning for us. They’re just teaming up for a quick minute.”

Being both seasoned foxes in the deep web game, Thorpe and Toxic Monarch’s combined craftiness could run circles around the planet, with not less than eight or ten sly tails trailing behind them.

When Palmer heard her say “us,” the corners of his mouth curled up ever so slightly, a wave of indescribable joy sweet as honey flooding his heart.

Noella, catching the smile on Palmer’s face, was a bit speechless.

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some missions or what? She’d just mentioned Thorpe and Toxic Monarch joining forces to

too; might be worth getting Vocalist checked

Glory Group, the

behind his grand desk, not a wrinkle to be seen on his shirt, his chiseled features exuding a warm elegance, every move demonstrating

by respectfully. “Mr. Schnabel, we’ve dug up everything

“Let’s hear it.”

had it rough with the Lamberts. Her pocket money was capped at two hundred a month. often not even paid out. Last year, she got a measly five hundred for the whole year, nearly

grew up with Noella. She pulls in five grand

his brow, struggling to contain the rage bubbling inside and said, “Go on!”

from the Rosenberg family of Tranquility City. But the Rosenberg heir’s a player. The Lamberts wanted Briony to marry

got nabbed – all orchestrated by the Lamberts. They were hoping to sell her

shaking in his boots.

rotten

pen in Beckett’s grip

It would’ve been okay if they were just nice to my sis, even if they were broke. But to torment

of composure and refinement; his assistant had never

meet you at the bar tonight for a business talk, and that Milford will be there

scoffed, his thin lips curving into

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I’ll

“Got it.”

At the bar.

the biggest watering hole in all of Imperial City, the bar was a blaze

sooner had Noella stepped in than she felt

Noella’s hand and pulled her close, his towering

she’s with

with Palmer’s icy demeanor, Instinctively

shirt, she noticed he seemed to be wearing a sandalwood–like cologne, subtle, filling her senses, and causing a

her breath, about to

ear, his voice low and tinged with barely–contained delight and allure, thick with

cheeks flushed even redder, her back stiffening as she followed Palmer’s nod towards a booth. And sure

paths with Thorpe and knew his

Noella’s slender back a reassuring pat, which to any onlooker might have seemed

Toxic Monarch’s got over fifty goons with. him. Wouldn’t be surprised if there are

how did she figure out Thorpe and Toxic Monarch’s headcount in just a split second?

little hard for

intrusion, but we gotta play it cool

like, talk about

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