The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 60

Alkaid and Ivan were only so eager to see Noella off because they wanted to get a gander at what the big cheese of the Abyssal Organization looked like!

But they got just a glimpse of the hoity–tolty Palmer sitting in the car.

When Palmer gave them the eye. Alkald and Ivan felt like they were under attack by that sharp hawk–like stare, full of scrutiny and wariness, as he watched them holding Noella’s hand.

Holy moly, the CEO of the Pollack Group was seriously intimidating!

Calis

Alkaid whispered, “What do you reckon, could the Pollack Group’s CEO be that Vocalist from the Abyssal Organization?”

“Do you even have to ask? With the way he was looking at us, he was practically shooting daggers.”

“Dude, I thought Noella was playing the field! The Pollack Group with all their riches, probably offing people for fun when they’re bored, huh? Gee, I didn’t expect that our gang would be getting hitched with the Abyssal Organization even now!”

Ivan rolled his eyes. “Our boss ain’t any better. What if she tricked or snatched that Vocalist, huh?”

“You might be onto something.”

The two exchanged glances, watching the Porsche Cayenne’s exhaust fumes fade into the distance, lost for words.

Inside the latest model Cayenne, Palmer handed Noella a cup of water, and gently touched her

hands.

Thank goodness, not too cold. She hasn’t frozen.

Noella felt weird and thought, “I’m not a toddler; how would I let myself get cold?”

“It’s been days, but only now did I realize that I could actually miss someone this much,” said Palmer.

Annie, sitting in the passenger seat, was shivering with goosebumps!

The old Mr. Pollack, Sexton Pollack, was worried Palmer didn’t know how to romance, but with that smooth talk, it was more like worrying whether Noella could handle it!

Palmer watched Noella sipping water with a smile growing deeper.

Noella capped the cup and glanced at Palmer with a coquettish look, murmuring, “You always this straightforward?”

really. I used to hate showing emotions as a kid. So after my mom passed away, I’ve been full of regret. If I’d expressed my feelings more when she was alive, she’d have known how

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I loved

sorrow in his handsome

mean it like that.”

don’t like it. I’ll learn to change. Just give me some time.” His voice was deep

Miss Noella going to turn down her boss

simply stated, “No

face lit up with joy and asked, “So, do you

Noella never noticed him being

pulled out earplugs from her bag and put them on with practiced ease. maintaining the professionalism expected of

fancy eating? Got any

her

“Anything’s fine.”

out for dinner with Palmer, and the Schnabel family wouldn’t wait for her. Tristan and Sienna were probably thrilled to have Noella and Palmer stick together all day,

and afterwards, I

“Where to?”

Let’s keep some mystery, shall we? Heard

that Palmer knew her whereabouts; she had turned a blind eye to the Pollack

you want me to?”

his, a feeling that always brought him comfort, as if all the fatigue and the sickening backstabbing just

in the lab most of

organization. To have time for taking on jobs, she couldn’t schedule all her time at school.

her time was divided between old Mrs. Lambert and missions;

the Schnabel family and Palmer. For the first time, Noella felt like there weren’t enough hours in

I’ll think

almost dazzling. If Noella studied medicine, she’d hardly have time for him, and that would mean

Noella’s talent, she didn’t need to waste

Sexton’s medicine is all arranged; it’ll be delivered

to

the palatial restaurant

gentleman, and only

deal with Yvonne?”

Thorpe offered, so she took a job under Lunaris‘

after all, still with the Schnabel family. If she was indeed taken out of the

a glass of wine, his affectionate gaze on

ain’t going anywhere. Grandpa Marcel’s got a special status. If anyone from the Schnabel family tries to make a run for