The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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“What do you mean?”

Thorpe tucked his brother into bed, casting a hopeful glance at Noella. “Not the place to talk. Let’s not disturb his rest; we’ll step outside.”

“Okay.”

Once outside the room. Thorpe began to explain. “The guy is locked up, alright. After we got him out of Heartfelt Orphanage, your cops nabbed him not long after. I can only give you the location of the jail. Whether or not you’ll get to see him or hear what you want, that’s not my concern.”

Noella wore a mask that concealed her face, her slightly furrowed brow the only visible sign of her emotions. Her eyes were striking, with an icy sheen like a goddess descended from snow–capped peaks, untouched by the world’s filth.

“Fine, but you better not be lying to me.”

“Relax. A promise is a promise. And hey, if you ever feel like joining our anytime!” Thorpe seized the moment to make his pitch.

crew, you’ll be welcome

The illness plaguing Hollis was so severe that even renowned international neurosurgeons wouldn’t dare operate. Thorpe had risked consulting with underground doctors, yet not one could guarantee success. Only the enigmatic Phantom Surgeon Lunaris had managed to pull his brother back from death’s door.

It was no wonder Thorpe wanted her on board with Cerulean Whale; she could be their ace in the hole.

Suddenly, a warm hand wrapped around Noella’s slender waist from behind.

The heat from his palm was comforting on her delicate frame and Noella could feel the strength. of his grip.

Palmer stood there, a cold and deadly aura about him, glaring at Thorpe. “Mr. Thorpe never learns to read the room. Since that’s the case, Abyssal Organization will be sure to extend a warm welcome to our friends from Cerulean Whale.”

Thorpe’s face paled! This was a threat from Palmer!

Meeting Palmer’s warning gaze, Thorpe couldn’t help but scoff in response. “Does Abyssal Organization run Harmonia Country now?”

“You’ll find out soon enough if we do,” Palmer said coolly, guiding Noella away from Fortress Hospital.

understanding the magic she wielded that made

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she weren’t so young, he’d marry her this

“Granddad called, wants us to pick them up from the hospital. Heading back to Imperial City now?”

to be discharged, and Palmer’s phone had been bombarded with calls early in the morning because Noella didn’t pick

isn’t the way back to Imperial City.”

spring breeze in his demeanor. “I’m taking you somewhere special. The granddads can wait a

amount of time they had already spent at the hospital, a little more

hurt.

“Where?”

soon enough. Besides, Beckett said to take you out for some fun,

men still lurking in Imperial City and had been busy dealing with them. By the time Thorpe realized what was happening, his entire Harmonia network

drove into a rustic countryside, the luxury of his car clashing with the dilapidated

front of a yard, and Noella immediately recognized it as the Lambert ancestral home

the entrance, announcing

to greet them. “Ms. Noella, welcome back! And this must be

by Palmer’s

area in at heady scent, soothing and

renovated.

fixed the

donation! Best materials only. The village’s

quite challenging. If it weren’t for the recently repaired road, only

gate, they saw a rocking chair swaying beneath an osmanthus

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the yard, under the osmanthus,”

it pained him to

wonderful granddaughter. Life has its own justice. Your dad… I mean Mr. Lambert, he was her karma. The ungrateful wretch! After she took him in and raised

a mix of