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.

fiancée from his embrace, not understanding the magic she wielded that made him never want

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weren’t so young, he’d marry her this

opened the car door for Noella and buckled her in. “Granddad called, wants us to pick them up from the hospital. Heading back to Imperial

had been bombarded with calls early in the morning because Noella

isn’t the way back to Imperial

in his demeanor. “I’m taking

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

hurt.

“Where?”

see soon enough. Besides, Beckett said to take

was concerned about Thorpe’s men still lurking in Imperial City and had been busy dealing with them.

his car clashing with the

of a yard, and Noella immediately recognized it as the Lambert ancestral home where she’d

at the entrance, announcing the new name: Verdant

“Ms. Noella, welcome back! And this must be your

by Palmer’s choice to bring her

were in full bloom, their fragrance enveloping the area in at heady scent, soothing and delightful. She

renovated.

fixed

only. The village’s got internet now!

remote location, making Palmer’s drive there quite challenging. If it weren’t for the recently repaired road, only ox carts and

open the gate, they saw a rocking chair

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the yard, under the osmanthus,”

grown up together, and it pained him to see her pass away after a lifetime of hardship that seemed for naught.

lucky to have such a wonderful granddaughter. Life has its own justice. Your dad… I mean Mr. Lambert, he was her karma. The ungrateful

head with a