The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 45

Beckett had a brainwave.

If this video is legit and my sis has got the hots for someone else, and we let this dude marry into the Schnabel family, then Noella’s never gonna leave the nest! As for Palmer, the Pollack family’s a big deal in Imperial City and around the globe, so you bet they’ve got their fair share of family drama.

If Noella actually ties the knot with them, who knows if they’ll even get to hang out much after that!

Beckett caught his siblings just as they were about to blow a fuse. He looked at Noella all sweet–like and asked, “Noella, do you dig this guy? Don’t sweat it. In our family, as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters. Whoever it is, we’re cool with it. If you’re not into them, forget about fancy doors, and if you are, heck, even if they drive for Uber, it’s all good!”

Palmer’s eyes lit up like fireworks, all eager, looking at Noella!

“We’re just friends, no crush or anything.”

Beckett nodded, “Friends are cool, who knows what could happen down the line.”

“Mr. Pollack, since Noella’s got someone she’s into, maybe we should revisit this arranged engagement thing. I mean, you probably aren’t keen on some old–school arranged deal either. right? Young folks should be all about free love.”

Palmer had a grin like a sunrise on his face. “I agree, and so Noella and I are all about that free love. The dude driving in the video? That’s me.”

The four Schnabel brothers were in shock.

Tristan was all “What the heck?”

The car in the video wasn’t worth the lint on Palmer’s clothes, and he was saying he was the

driver?

Palmer turned and strutted over to the big screen, looking all sharp and stand–out in his tailored suit. He hooked up his phone to the screen and quickly pulled up a’video.

It was from the driver’s POV, showing Noella waiting for a ride at the roadside. Just a couple of seconds long, but it had all the goods.

“Sorry about this, didn’t expect someone to catch a video of Noella and me. It was just a bit of fun between us. When we throw our wedding party, we’d love for you all to come.”

Everyone was floored!

Who would’ve thought Palmer was the guy in that clunker!

“Ya know, that ride’s kinda trendy. I might get one myself.”

12:14

“Mr. Pollack and Noella are so chummy. It looks like he’s been picking her up from work every day!”

The Schnabel family was like, “What?”

and Sienna were

their girl in this charmingly vintage set of wheels.

daughter, and she seems to have a soft spot for him, too. That smile when she hops in the car is just

sis in this

politeness. “Not at all, Noella picked this car when we first met, so I thought she liked the brand.

mood improved a

sis likes it, it’s gotta be the real

at Palmer, a tad conflicted.

did you film

I shot this as a

his surroundings was legit, but what

getting along so well,

since you’re both here, how about the opening dance? The first dance at Noella’s

planning on having the Schnabel brothers take turns dancing with Noella. Now with Palmer here and an engagement on the

burning with intensity. He bowed slightly and offered his

have the honor of the first dance with you, my dear fiancée?”

you can’t turn down the first

the Schnabel parents and

“Alright.”

air, the royal orchestra’s lead violinist struck up the tune, and the piano

Noella’s slender waist, and they glided across the dance floor

12:14 –

stunning today, my dear fiancée,” said Palmer.

She’s got a name, why keep calling her fiance? What’s he up to

payback for Beckett’s talk of calling off their

so petty!

mighty, and the delicate girl in his arms, their steps in perfect sync

was sheer perfection! This opening dance could go straight into

the helmsman of

couple, bubbling with jealousy. She was the one who should’ve been dancing with Palmer! She’d dressed to the nines today, hoping

to her nanny, teary–eyed.

dancing with her, and

up and not a single soul had asked her

acknowledge

until Mr. Schnabel realizes you’re

family tree! To get on the Schnabel family’s tree, Marcel and Ashlyn both

thumbs up!

a snowball’s chance in hell she’d let her on that tree. As long as Noella’s not on it, Yvonne still

being so sweet on