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.

on a man was a bit too intimate, but after Palmer had just

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head to fasten his cufflink. Her fingers were cool to the

away from the dance floor, towards the private rooms. Noella

a callus in sight, warm to hold, and he didn’t

lost from me. Sorry for being abrupt.”

of the bar.

dumpster by several bodyguards, the severe pain leaving him unable

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 should count herself lucky that someone like me took a fancy to her! Noella, you

out who that man was, he was

her lover pay with their

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

malice! This bastard dared to covet his sister and insult her?

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

his rage, his thin lips curling slightly as he

screams and pleas echoed through

the shadows, lighting a cigar. Amid the swirling smoke, his handsome face was filled with regret and self–reproach. Leaving Milford barely

private rooms. The top–level rooms were inaccessible to the average bar–goer, where a bottle of champagne started at hundreds of thousands,

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and Noella, as all the guests with reservations for the evening had arrived, but these two exuded an air of royalty. and the waiter didn’t dare

and the waiter hurried to verify it. “Mr. Pollack,

this room. The guests from earlier are in that room; they’re friends of mine. I’ll

replied, “Mr. Thorpe

card and led Noella to room number 9.

come

else would he have a

not a hint of the cold–blooded killer, even

here. I had many missions in the country last year, so this place was

own private room in this bar too! She was

sunglasses on the lookout, wary of everyone passing by, bulges at their waists

you? Get out