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.

keep it our little secret. Take the money, and if it’s not enough,

“Thanks, Beckett.”

Chapter 59

East Sea

suit, stood before Noella, reporting on recent work.

skip the country. Should we tip

“Nah.”

Yvonne’s situation soon enough. Dropping them

had Thorpe’s location pinned, then those Abyssal Organization goons beat us to the punch! They even said you should go ask their big boss directly. That Abyssal

“I’ve got dinner plans with

clung to Ivan behind him, the two weeping in each other’s arms, bawling their eyes out.

for the

smacked 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

Pollack CEO as a backup? Oh man,

sometimes

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

cried even harder. What kind of heartless boss was this!

non–stop. I haven’t picked up, even

“Yeah, don’t bother.”

move old Mrs. Lambert’s grave, with the Lambert ancestral home transferred, she

boss’s number from Vincent’s contacts, convinced that if the East Sea boss took a shine to her, she

super confident in her looks, but the security guard

let me in. I really need to see Mr. Alkaid. I’m begging you.”

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stony–laced at the entrance. “You can call Mr. Alkaid directly. If he

Did she not want to call Mr. Alkaid? The

interview. I promise I’ll be a

once–over. “Lady, what we don’t lack here

the door. “See, you gotta at least be a stunner like Miss Noella to turn

birthday, and even the former Polaris Star Lab was plastered with birthday

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

was getting shown up by Noella’s face at

teeth, she muttered resentfully, “She’s had work done!

open, revealing a pair of shapely, long legs with delicate high heels clicking