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

“Thanks, Beckett.”

Chapter 59

Office of East Sea Culture Company

clad in a tailor–made Azure suit, stood before Noella, reporting on recent

Thorpe, and might even skip

“Nah.”

Schnabels, with their sharp senses, would catch on to Yvonne’s situation soon enough. Dropping

They even said you should go ask their big boss directly. That Abyssal Organization is playing dirty, I

plans with

the two weeping

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

perfect bait for the boss. With those killer looks, what can’t the boss do? Boss, you can’t tell your clueless

Oh man, this is too thrilling! Who are we gonna end up

was at her wit’s end sometimes dealing with

tonight’s experiments. No

kind of heartless

non–stop. I haven’t picked

“Yeah, don’t bother.”

her and decided to move old Mrs. Lambert’s grave, with the Lambert ancestral home transferred, she

dolled up and jittery. She finally managed to get the East Sea Culture Company boss’s number

the security guard at the door wouldn’t

really need to see Mr. Alkaid. I’m begging

12:46

the entrance. “You can call Mr. Alkaid

wits‘ end! Did she not want to call Mr. Alkaid? The problem was he . didn’t even pick up unknown calls, straight up

job interview. I promise I’ll

guard almost laughed, giving Briony the once–over. “Lady, what we don’t lack here are pretty faces and confidence. Your looks don’t cut it

ads on the big screen by the door. “See,

bought out all the mall screens to celebrate Noella’s 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 kick of motivation for the

as it’s not hanging at the entrance of the Lunar Lab, we’re all good.” If Noella hadn’t put her

by Noella’s face at East

resentfully, “She’s had work

open, revealing a pair of shapely, long legs with delicate high heels clicking on the floor like