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.

lately, occupational hazard. Let’s keep it our little secret. Take the

“Thanks, Beckett.”

Chapter 59

East Sea

tailor–made Azure suit, stood before Noella,

by Thorpe, and might even skip the country. Should we

“Nah.”

on to Yvonne’s situation soon enough. Dropping them

said you should go ask their big boss directly.

deadpanned, “I’ve got dinner plans with

He turned and clung to Ivan behind him, the two weeping in each other’s

got a fiancé and still sacrificing her charm for the sake of the

killer looks, what can’t the boss do? Boss, you can’t

actually keeping the Pollack CEO as a backup? Oh man,

her wit’s end sometimes dealing with

experiments. No sleep until

kind

been calling non–stop. I haven’t picked up, even blocked him.”

“Yeah, don’t bother.”

decided to move old Mrs. Lambert’s grave, with the Lambert ancestral home transferred, she had nothing to do with the

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 her debut!

but the security guard at the door wouldn’t budge.

really need to see Mr.

12:46

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

was nearly at her wits‘ end! Did she not want to call Mr. Alkaid? The problem was he . didn’t even

job interview. I promise I’ll be

lack here are pretty faces and

screen by the door. “See, you gotta at least be a stunner like

screens to celebrate Noella’s birthday, and even the former Polaris Star Lab was plastered with birthday posters of her. Seeing their

we’re all good.” If Noella

believe she was getting shown up by Noella’s face at East Sea Culture

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

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