The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 138

Under the veil of the deepening night, Noella stood with a guarded expression, sizing up the figure before her.

The individual opposite did the same, taking her in.

With her slender waist and long legs wrapped in a sleek black trench coat made of some high–tech fabric, she was the epitome of icy allure. Her striking legs were accentuated by thigh–high leather boots, perfectly complementing the motorcycle she stood beside.

Even with her helmet on, obscuring her face, Walden Gruber felt an undeniable pull, convinced that beneath it lay a breathtaking beauty.

He casually slipped his hands into his jeans pockets, maintaining a safe distance.

“Evening, Wise Fool. Allow me to introduce myself–I’m Walden Gruber of the Gruber family. You can call me Walden.”

“How did you know me?”

Walden was clad in a rugged brown parka layered over a turtleneck sweater. His hair styled in modern undercut with a hint of a rogue’s charm. His smile, a mix of nonchalance and inscrutability, left Noella with a sense of mystery.

“The Gruber family has its ways of finding information when it needs to.”

“What do you want from me?”

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The Gruber family, a name second only to the Pollacks and the Schnabels, had made significant strides in various sectors. Before Beckett took over the reins of his family’s empire, the Grubers had even outpaced the Schnabels in influence.

But the Schnabel sons were exceptional, and with the majority of patents flowing directly from Elara’s lab, the Grubers didn’t even get the chance to bid on them.

And as for the Pollack family? Ever since Palmer had taken control of the Pollack Group, the Grubers hadn’t even managed to sneak a fly past their doors.

Walden observed Noella, her aura radiating an icy detachment, and offered her a disarming smile. “I’d like to propose a collaboration with your Obelisk Organization. Would you consider granting me the opportunity?”

“No.”

“I’m willing to pay handsomely. Name your price.”

Noella frowned at the man before her. “I’m not in need of money, but if you persist in blocking my way, I can’t guarantee I won’t accept a contract from your opponent–sending you to meet your maker sooner than you’d like.”

Walden’s smile froze instantly.

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that as the leader of a top–tier

want Ms. Schnabel’s recent travel Itinerary, nothing more. I’d also like to be friends.”

and with more professionalism than I. I won’t help you, nor will I be your friend. The Obelisk Organization only makes

ended

take out the head of the Pollack family, I’ll

obsession sparked in Walden’s eyes. In his mind, no one could resist the allure of money. Unless, of

at him emotionlessly and simply stated, “Move aside! I won’t say it twice.”

the lab at this hour was already a stretch, and this fool was blocking her path. “Ever heard the phrase, ‘Let sleeping dogs lie‘? If you Gruber family can’t teach

bike and zoomed past Walden, slicing through the night air with

face flushed

insinuating he was

sported a fresh tear, a near miss

motorcycle and its enigmatic rider disappeared into the night, Walden’s lips curled into

Interesting. Challenging.

she really is. I’m intrigued,” he ordered.

sir. Since she’s declined the contract, we should head back. Tomorrow’s the grand opening of Ms. Schnabel’s

nearby trash can, and slid into his

the Schnabel family was a flurry of

care to her appearance,

I go with the diamond?

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striking?”

look stunning

was distracted, dark circles under

glance and

the night before our

right, cover these up for me. Can’t let our little star

Sienna admired the reflection of the elegant lady in the mirror, brimming with satisfaction. This was her debut at her daughter’s

Noella’s door, her voice soft, “Darling, are you

“Just a moment.”

wait for you downstairs for breakfast. Don’t forget to wear the dress I picked out for you!” Noella responded, swiftly getting ready. After a late–night lab visit and a return home to sort through a heap of matters, she

prone to dark circles–a touch of makeup would be enough to captivate, without letting anyone in the Schnabel family sense anything amiss.

suspicions- Vincent

son!