The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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Every exhibition at the gallery was overseen by Petra and her team. Plus, since Merrick didn’t establish the gallery to turn a profit, and Travis wasn’t specifically in charge of the exhibitions, no one realized how much Petra had overcharged them!

She had been siphoning gallery funds all along, behind the scenes!

“No big deal just one look and you’ll know.”

She reviewed all the past exhibitions the gallery had hosted. Some of the materials happened to have been developed by Polaris Star, but after failing to meet Noella’s standards, their patents were sold to other labs. No one knew the cost of those materials better than her!

In addition, the markup in Petra’s quotes was outrageously high.

Indeed, the patents for those materials had been sold to the Gruber family’s corporation, while the successful Polaris Star products were marketed under their own brand.

Several material suppliers under Beckett’s control had long–term contracts with Polaris Star.

“Ms. Noella, even although Petra has been taken away, what about her team? Could they leak information about the exhibition? Will tomorrow’s event be compromised?” Travis found it hard to believe that Petra was capable of such deceit! After all, if she could embezzle from the gallery for years, she could just as well spill trade secrets to the Gruber family’s gallery!

“Don’t worry, I’ve made the necessary changes. We’ll start setting up as soon as the materials arrive.”

“Alright!”

Travis was still anxious about tomorrow’s exhibition, but Noella’s calm demeanor suddenly filled him with confidence.

Ms. Noella was so capable, she might have another ace up her sleeve.

After wrapping up at the gallery, the moon hung high outside the window.

Annie knocked on the office door. “Ms. Noella, Mr. Pollack is here to take you home for dinner.”

Dinner? Tonight was dinner at the Schnabel family home, and it seemed the elders must have been nagging her to come home already.

Checking her phone, sure enough, there were several messages from Marcel, wondering why she hadn’t come home yet.

[Noella, why aren’t you home yet?]

[Pick up a box of date and sweet potato pie for me on your way home, I’m craving it.]

(Oh, don’t worry if you can’t find it, no need to go out of your way, just come home!]

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played on Noella’s lips, as if she could already see Marcel babbling on before her, eagerly anticipating his dessert.

I’ll be home soon. Don’t wait for me for dinner, just start

immediately: [We must wait! Hurry back, darling!)

donning her coat, and continued discussing the details of tomorrow’s exhibition with Travis as

adorned with

so captivating at work! Just listening to her give orders, Annie could feel the charismatic aura emanating from her every gesture. She

eye

“See you tomorrow.”

Cayenne parked curbside, with Annie having already opened the door, respectfully

like moonlight, until she got into the car. Every time he saw her, he found it hard to look away, as if

Joy Pastry first? Grandpa wants

respond, “Of course! Absolutely

matter, given that it

at Annie; why did his assistant seem so overly enthusiastic

“Thank you.”

Noella. Whatever you ask, Mr. Pollack will surely

Glancing in the rear–view mirror, she saw her boss looking at her with a displeased expression.

Ms. Noella might have sparked jealousy in Mr.

Annie chose to be the perfect assistant, always eager to please her boss.

to form, Palmer’s mood seemed to improve at

have a

not fond of

Old Mrs. Lambert also loved Eternal Joy Pastry’s

2/4

10:20

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and sweet potato

her

a wistful look to

him and wrapping his arms around

waist.

“Let go.”

me hold you for a moment; it’ll be quick. You might not realize, but reviewing all those financial statements is exhausting.”

demanding, and before meeting Noella, Palmer practically lived