The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 25

Palmer, even when he was throwing punches, was all grace and poise – it was like he had choreographed each hit, explosive power and alll

Noella was a bit dazed.

For the first time in her life, someone stood up for her!

Ever since Old Mrs. Lambert passed away, there had been no one in the Lambert family on her side.

Every time she bumped into Milford, even if Noella hadn’t done a thing, Belinda would openly mock her and then find an excuse to lock her up at home, sending Briony off on a date with Milford.

Even back when Briony was just the nanny’s daughter, she got the royal treatment in the Lambert family, way better than Noella ever did.

She never cared about Milford and Briony anyway.

Old Mrs. Lambert once held her hand, saying tenderly and said, “My dear girl, you deserve the best man, someone who would protect you unconditionally.”

Watching Palmer straighten his sleeves, Noella felt her cheeks inexplicably heating up!

Palmer looked down, his scent of sandalwood closing in on Noella’s breath, his magnetic voice resonating softly, “Did I scare you? Sorry, I just couldn’t hold back.” He was a bit on edge, momentarily forgetting that the girl before him was not just any young lady, but a top international hitwoman!

“Thank you.

“That guy just now, who was he?”

Noella’s expression was cool, “Just some trash, not important.”

“He said he was your fiancé.

Noella shrugged, “I wasn’t that blind.”

A flicker of delight crossed Palmer’s eyes. Even though he knew that guy had nothing to do with her, hearing her deny it still sent a wave of joy through him.

“Thorpe and Toxic Monarch must have gone to the private rooms. Let’s head over.”

Noella nodded, bending down to pick up the ruby cufflink Palmer had dropped, and handed it to him. But Palmer extended his hand, the empty cuff dangling in front of Noella, mischief sparkling in his eyes.

too intimate, but after Palmer had just stood up for her, she couldn’t just brush

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her head to fasten his cufflink. Her fingers

her away from the dance floor, towards the private rooms. Noella could walk just fine. Why was he

all like the unerring sniper she was, not a callus in sight, warm to hold, and he didn’t

for being abrupt.” He said ‘sorry‘. but the smile

back alley of the

next to a dumpster by several bodyguards, the

it all? Once she’s in my hands, we’ll see how she begs. ouch… What a little tramp, a country bumpkin will always be just that. She

found out who that man was, he was going to make

pay with

shone into the alley from the entrance, the hobos who were sitting in the corner quickly ran over and spilled everything Milford said

This bastard dared to covet his sister and insult her? Didn’t he know

he should have dug deeper when they crossed paths at the mall. If he had, Noella wouldn’t have been kidnapped and suffered for no reason. This was all because he, as a brother, was worried she would dislike it,

rage, his thin lips curling slightly as he said, “Beat him, but leave him

Milford’s screams

was filled with regret and self–reproach. Leaving Milford barely alive, he Intended to watch the Rosenberg family go

inaccessible to the average bar–goer, where a bottle of champagne

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as all the guests with reservations for the evening had arrived, but these two exuded an air

handed over his card, and the waiter hurried to verify it. “Mr. Pollack, please come in. your private room

The guests from earlier are in that room; they’re friends of

“Mr. Thorpe is in room 9,

took back his card and led Noella to room number 9.

come here often?”

he

his demeanor warm as a gentle breeze, with not a hint of the cold–blooded killer, even a touch of panic in his voice!

I had many missions in the country last year, so this place was convenient. Their cocktails are

in nightclubs. Noella had her own private room in this bar too! She was just asking, why was

suits and sunglasses on the lookout, wary of

are you? Get out of