Chapter 86

“Craving anything to munch on?” he asked.

“Nah.”

Palmer got the hint and gestured for Annie to steer the car towards a downtown eatery.

“Into painting, are you? Prefer oil or sketch? Got a few decent pieces back at mine, could owing them by next time.”

“I’m more into oils. Don’t bother, I’m swamped with paintings as it is.” She said.

Master Killian must churn out a gazillion paintings for her each year, and Ivan, Killian’s star pupil leaves his works lying around Polaris Star’s lab like they’re going out of style.

“So spill. What’s your jam?” Palmer requested.

Noella couldn’t help but look up at Palmer with a puzzled look.

The guy was a mix of suave and ice–cold, one glance and you’d peg him as a ruthless ruler with a heart of stone. Yet, when he peered at her, all you could see was this uncontrollable tenderness.

Those deep and piercing eyes carried a touch frosty, while his whole vibe screamed a chilled elegance. And there, at his cuffs, a pair of ruby cufflinks added him an extra layer of posh.

“Why the sudden interest in my likes?” she asked.

“I could play the guessing game with your preferences, but hitting the nail on the head with gifts. is always a win. Plus, I wanna get to know you better.” Palmer whipped off his glasses that were perched on his prominent nose and put them aside casually.

Without the barrier of lenses, he could gaze more intently into Noella’s crystal–clear eyes.

“Before I knew you were my fiancée, prying into your likes might’ve! can, I’d rather hear it from you than through the grapevine.”

Under his intense gaze, it was like she could see a vast starry sky.

“Got it.” She nodded.

Now that

are itching to figure me out, there are

glancing at Palmer, “Saw this morning’s gossip rag tagging you with some mystery actress at a hotel. Cool

journos always cook up anything for

he’d be up incapable

played on Noella’s

dutiful assistant, leapt into action as she watched her boss get cornered,

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Chapter 66

the Pollack Group’s hotel. We’ll handle that media mess, so you just sit

using the news to test Palmer. She just got

squirm.

worried you’d be spooked because they’re a tad overbearing. But since you’ve

couldn’t muster a smile. She never wanted to meet his

and with Noella unable to get a word in edgewise, she just let it be.

Horwich Mansion

like a faucet as she said, “Grandpa, I never wanted to compete with Noella! But she’s just too much. She tossed out the painting

seen Yvonne’s dedication to that piece and knew it was a

there must be a

to meddle. Whatever she

Noella’s now. Our hands are tied. Here’s what we’ll do: I’ve got

tears stopped in their

even a

fobbing her off with

the prime gallery,

explanation. She’s being unfair to me. Is she holding a grudge? That painting was my heart and soul. Grandpa’s an artist: surely he understands the significance of a work. If she treats an artist’s work like this, then God knows what she’ll do

off as if it were nothing. “Noella can do as she pleases. Worst

No biggie?!

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