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.

intimate, but after Palmer

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this, Noella didn’t refuse and bent 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 pulling her

hand was soft, not at all like the unerring sniper she was, not a callus in

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

of

next to a dumpster by several bodyguards, the

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 took a fancy to

was hit way too hard! Once he found out who that man was, he was

lover pay with

into the alley from the entrance, the hobos who were sitting

malice! This bastard dared to covet his sister and insult her? Didn’t

suffered for no reason. This was all because he, as a brother, was worried she would dislike it, a dereliction of

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

Milford’s screams and pleas echoed

stood 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 watch the Rosenberg family

a bottle of champagne started at hundreds of thousands, and the floors were gold–plated, giving the feeling of stepping into

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reservation?” The waiter stopped Palmer and Noella, as all the guests with reservations for the evening had

to verify it. “Mr. Pollack,

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

“Mr. Thorpe

card and led Noella

come here often?”

would he have a

with not a hint of the cold–blooded killer, even a touch of panic in

so this

normal for assassin organizations to operate in nightclubs. Noella had her own private room in this bar too! She was just asking, why was he so

sunglasses on

Get out