The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 59

Palmer’s voice sounded a bit whiny.

Over at the Pollack Group, things were crazy busy, plus he’d been on–call like a full–time chauffeur for someone recently, racking up a backlog of work.

Now Noella wouldn’t even spare him the time for a meal. What, was he less charming than Thorpe or something?

“I wanna see you. Is that cool?”

The voice was so woeful it tugged at Noella’s heartstrings. Noella couldn’t help but twitch a smile and cave in.

“Alright, but I’ve got stuff to do in a bit.”

“Just text me the address, and I’ll pick you up.”

Noella grunted an acknowledgment and hung up.

Beckett looked up from a mountain of papers, casually asking, “Palmer?”

“Yeah, he wants to grab dinner tonight.”

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Beckett didn’t say much, just slid a bank card over to Noella. The black and gold card screamed low–key luxury, with the Rising Glory Bank logo catching the eye.

“Why are you giving me money?”

“Schnabel family dinners always involve give and take. Even if you’re engaged to Palmer, your gotta stay in the driver’s seat, get it?”

Beckett wasn’t thrilled about Noella hanging out alone with Palmer, but she’d already agreed, and he wasn’t about to cook up a reason to keep his sister tied down.

“Schnabel girls can play the game and handle a loss. No matter how tough the Pollack family is, if the Schnabels aren’t keen on a wedding, tough luck for them. Hang out with Palmer without any pressure. If you’re over it, just shoot me a text and I’ll sort out the break–off with the Pollacks in no time!”

Noella was flabbergasted. Calling off an engagement with a text?

She was gobsmacked!

Beckett chuckled a bit sheepishly, the picture of elegance and gentleness.

research lately, occupational hazard. Let’s keep it our

“Thanks, Beckett.”

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of East Sea Culture

stood before Noella, reporting on

skip the country. Should we tip off the

“Nah.”

would catch on to Yvonne’s situation soon enough. Dropping them a hint at the right time was all that

should go ask their big boss

got dinner plans with Abyssal’s head

was floored! He turned and clung to Ivan behind him, the two weeping in each other’s arms, bawling their

for the sake of the organization. Boss, what if Abyssal’s leader is a

him on the head, correcting. “Are you daft? If it’s a pervert, it’s perfect bait for the boss. With those killer looks, what can’t the boss do? Boss, you can’t tell your clueless fiancé. I heard he just

man, this is

her wit’s end sometimes dealing

sets to tonight’s experiments. No sleep until they’re done.”

kind of heartless boss was

I haven’t

“Yeah, don’t bother.”

that the Lambert family had publicly disowned her and decided to move old Mrs. Lambert’s grave, with the Lambert ancestral home transferred, she had

Briony was all dolled up and jittery. She finally managed to get the East Sea Culture Company boss’s number from Vincent’s contacts, convinced that if the East Sea boss took a shine to her, she could still make

super confident in her looks, but the security guard at the door

I really need to see Mr.

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entrance. “You can call Mr. Alkaid directly. If he says okay, then you can come in.”

Mr. Alkaid? The problem was

for a job interview. I promise I’ll be a hit

“Lady, what we don’t lack here

to the rolling ads on the big screen by the door. “See, you gotta at least be

birthday, and even the former Polaris Star Lab was plastered with birthday posters of her. Seeing their boss’s face at work, everyone felt an extra

Lunar Lab, we’re all good.” If Noella hadn’t put her foot down, they would’ve plastered her poster on the latest satellite and sent their boss on a cosmic joyride….

was getting shown up by Noella’s

resentfully, “She’s had work done! She didn’t look anything

a pair of shapely, long legs with delicate high heels clicking on the floor like a princess waltzing into the