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 her.”

melancholy in Palmer’s voice, a hint of sorrow in his handsome and stern

I didn’t mean it like

from the heart. If you don’t like it. I’ll learn to change. Just give me some time.” His voice was deep and magnetic, enough to make anyone’s ears tingle.

on earth was Miss Noella going to turn down her

Noella simply stated, “No need

asked, “So, do you like

never noticed him being such a

earplugs from her bag and put them on with practiced ease. maintaining the professionalism

eating? Got any plans for

shook her

“Anything’s fine.”

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

dinner first, and afterwards, I

“Where to?”

we get there. Let’s keep some mystery, shall we? Heard you went to MediCore University today with your

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

you want me to?”

always brought him comfort, as if all the fatigue and

I mean. Medical studies are tough, and you’d be in the lab most of the time. I’d think you’d prefer to keep some time for

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

the past, her time was divided between old Mrs.

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

think about

hardly have time for him, and that would mean less time together – no way that could happen!

need to waste

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

come to pick you up.”

Imperial City, the rippling river reflected the palatial restaurant on the roadside. where the piano music inside was melodious and lingering.

for Noella, a perfect gentleman, and only sat down opposite her after making sure she was comfortably seated.

deal with

was tempted by the amount of money Thorpe offered, so she took a job under Lunaris‘ name, and got taken away by Thorpe.

family. If she was indeed taken out of the country

wine, his affectionate gaze on her face, always

anywhere. Grandpa Marcel’s got a special status. If anyone from the Schnabel family tries to make a run for the