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.

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

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fasten his cufflink. Her fingers

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

all like the unerring sniper she was, not a callus

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

of the

the severe

and she thinks she’s above 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 should count herself lucky that someone like me

hard! Once he found out who

and her lover pay with

the entrance, the hobos who were sitting in

dared to covet his sister and insult her?

have been kidnapped and suffered for no reason. This was all because he, as a

as he said, “Beat

in! Milford’s screams and pleas echoed through

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

the bar 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,

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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 to offend.

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

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

Thorpe is in

card and led Noella to room number 9.

you come here often?”

would he have

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

this place was convenient. Their cocktails

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

9, bodyguards packed the area, burly men in black suits and sunglasses on the lookout, wary of everyone passing

you? Get out of here!”