The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 113

Come home!

Noella felt a tug at her heart and turned to look at Palmer.

The tall and striking man stood under an osmanthus tree, petals from the blossoms fluttering down around him like rain from heaven.

“Did you grow up here?”

“Yeah, I lived here with Grandma before I moved to Tranquility City.”

When she and Old Mrs. Lambert were taken to Tranquility City, Briony was already a part of the household. Not long after, Old Mrs. Lambert fell ill, and Belinda sent her off to the hospital,

where she stayed until the end.

Palmer reached into the car and took out a bouquet.

When had he prepared the flowers? She had no idea!

“You brought these?”

“Of course, it’s the first time I’m meeting Grandma; I want to let her know who I am.”

Palmer had that calm smile on his face, as if he was just doing something that came naturally to him, nothing worth making a fuss about.

“My fiancée has been so busy, so it’s my responsibility to take care of this.”

Visiting Grandma had somehow became his responsibility? It was her family matter, yet here he was, a man who belonged at the top of the world, treating it as his own.

Noella’s heart pounded hard! She took the flower from Palmer, then bowed sincerely in front of Old Mrs. Lambert’s portrait before gently placing it down.

“Grandma, I’m back.”

Noella took out the admission letter she had prepared long ago from her bag and said, “Grandma, I promised you I’d go to the best university. You can rest easy now!”

Old Mrs. Lambert’s lifelong dream was for her to attend college. Despite knowing so little, she wished for nothing but the best for Noella. Though her childhood had been tough, those were the happiest days of Noella’s life!

Palmer knelt down and positioned a photo of him and Noella in front of the flower.

“Grandma, I’m Palmer Pollack, Noella’s fiancé. I promise to take good care of her and give you.

to

did you prepare the photo?”

gently touched Noella’s head.

radiated a warmth akin to

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the sunset outside the

thought about what I wanted to say to her. I think it’s important to introduce myself to her as her grandson–in–law. Let’s leave the

yard, waving at Noella. “Ms.

hand. “Go ahead, I have a few words for Grandma, just between us.”

possibly have to say

go.

small fabric pouch embroidered with a tiny

few pouches she made for a lifetime. Yet, every year.

growth, Old Mrs. Lambert insisted on not making clothes in a larger size. always saying that clothes that fit well

would often remark. “I’ll simply make you new clothes when they

left for you. She wanted

something

pouch to find a bank card and

is your birthday, and this key is for a safety deposit box at the same bank.

the bank card and key, Noella felt a mix of

did she give this to

gone, and the day you returned with

back tears, continued, “Her life got so much better

folks in Glen Village didn’t have much, but Old Mrs. Lambert doted

you want to know anything else, don’t ask me. I promised Old Mrs. Lambert I wouldn’t tell. But I believe she intended to tell you herself. Check the safety deposit box.”

away his tears, sat by the gate, and took a few puffs of his

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and

Take care

giving Noella a contented look before leaning in with a sly grin. “Ms. Noella, why don’t you stay the night? I clean the room every day. It’s getting dark, driving now is dangerous. It wouldn’t be easy for your

go!”

looked at Maddox, speechless.

Village at night was indeed unsafe, but this old house had been

mind, but Palmer was the head of the Pollack Group. To make him spend a night in such a place, she couldn’t

find a