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 all agreed upon back then!

thinking of Old Mrs. Lambert’s

Lifting her phone flashlight, she inspected the wiring

Noella, it’s an old house; wiring issues are expected. Don’t bother

Chapter 115

for fixing this stuff,” Noella replied, heading to fetch

knowing that Noella studied design and probably knew nothing about electrical

climbed the ladder, donning insulating gloves, and examined

felt like a short

do it if you can’t see

“You know how

ever mention I designed Dragon Tower’s wiring myself?

the Schnabels, was always brilliantly lit, its

said the Dragon Tower’s lights are too flashy, like

it on. Now Sexton insisted on lighting it up every night, hoping Noella would feel

plate and chips,

as if deliberately damaged with pliers.

He had caused the damage himself just

old circuit shorting out on

me the tools.” Noella took the tools from Palmer, her flashlight illuminating

breaker, a warm yellow light filled the house. Old Mrs.

truly hadn’t expected Noella to be

inspecting her work, Noella said, “Tomorrow, have an electrician replace some parts.

master rest up;

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