The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 115

The spread prepared by Maddox was simple, but the home–cooked meals carried a warmth reminiscent of a quaint countryside.

Palmer savored each dish meticulously, as if reliving paths Noella had once wandered.

The modest garden was but a small patch of earth beneath a sprawling canopy of stars that invited one to get lost in their beauty.

“You must have been quite the picky eater as a child, eh?”

“How did you know?”

Palmer gestured to the meal. “These dishes look like they were plated separately. I saw Maddox with garlic and breadcrumbs on him earlier. Was he making pasties? Since he didn’t serve them, it means he knows you don’t like them.”

Those who remembered what she didn’t favor obviously catered to her palate when preparing other foods.

Old Mrs. Lambert never grumbled about her pickiness, except to joke that it might stunt her growth, yet she always cooked to her liking.

Now, the Schnabel family also remembered her preferences!

Noella gazed at her plate. The chicken legs and wings were deboned, leaving succulent meat that melted in her mouth. The golden broth, enriched with local herbs, was exceptionally delicious.

Perhaps the man before her was also the one who remembered what she loved most!

After the meal, Maddox came in to clear the dishes, lamp in hand. He checked Verdant Garden’s wiring, then slapped his forehead. “Shoot, Ms. Noella, seems like we got a bit of an electrical issue. Shall I get someone to fix it tomorrow?”

In his mind, a power outage meant fumbling in the dark, hands brushing against each other, and accidental collisions in the cramped space…

Just thinking about this scene alone made Maddox exited!

that she would definitely become impatient when it came to dating in the future. The strategies he’s using now were

chuckled to himself, thinking of Old Mrs. Lambert’s spirit

slightly and approached the fuse box. Lifting her phone flashlight, she

Don’t bother with it; I’ll have the

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have some tools for fixing this

knowing that Noella studied design and probably knew nothing about electrical work.

climbed the ladder, donning insulating gloves, and examined the circuitry closely.

that almost felt like a short

it if you

know how to

Did I ever mention I designed Dragon Tower’s wiring myself? Maybe you

was always brilliantly lit, its lights.

Tower’s lights are too flashy,

personally designed the lighting but rarely turned it on. Now Sexton insisted on lighting it up every night, hoping Noella would feel the warmth of the Pollack family. Sexton believed that Noella might decide to join their family because of the

the circuit board’s angle plate and chips, frowning slightly. “Has someone tampered with this?”

warped, as if deliberately damaged with

could tell it was sabotaged! He had caused the damage himself

no. Just an old circuit shorting out on its own, nothing serious!”

tools.” Noella took the tools from Palmer, her flashlight illuminating the circuit. She quickly fixed the wiring

breaker, a warm yellow light filled the house. Old Mrs. Lambert’s portrait in the hall seemed more peaceful than

truly hadn’t expected Noella to be so

an electrician replace some

and the young master

disappointed; if only Ms. Noella couldn’t fix the wiring, they would have had a romantic evening in the dark!