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.

a bit awkward. Putting a cufflink on a man was a bit too intimate, but after Palmer had just stood up for her,

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his cufflink. Her

floor, towards the private rooms. Noella could walk just fine. Why

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

to get lost from me. Sorry for being abrupt.” He said ‘sorry‘. but

back alley of

bodyguards, the

in my hands, we’ll see how she begs. ouch… What a

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

and her lover pay with

the hobos who were sitting in the corner

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

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

thin lips curling slightly as he said, “Beat

in! Milford’s screams and pleas

swirling smoke, his handsome face was filled with

were hundreds of private rooms. The top–level rooms were inaccessible to the average bar–goer, where a bottle of champagne started at hundreds of thousands, and the floors were gold–plated, giving the feeling of stepping into a royal palace!

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waiter stopped Palmer 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

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

earlier are in that room; they’re friends of mine. I’ll just

replied, “Mr. Thorpe is in room

led Noella to room number 9.

you come

else would he have a card?

gentle breeze, with not a hint of the cold–blooded killer, even

last year, so this place was convenient. Their cocktails are quite

private

area, burly men in black suits and sunglasses on the

are you? Get out