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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too well that as the leader of a top–tier assassination ring on the deep web, her threats were no joke.

Ms. Schnabel’s recent travel Itinerary, nothing

I. I won’t help you, nor will I be your friend. The Obelisk Organization only makes

ended up at

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

In his mind, no one could resist the

stated, “Move aside!

this fool was blocking her path.

up her bike and zoomed past Walden, slicing through the night air with the grace. of a gust of

flushed with

she insinuating he was a

a near miss to

rider disappeared into the night, Walden’s lips

Interesting. Challenging.

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

sir. Since she’s declined the contract, we should head back. Tomorrow’s the

parka into a nearby trash can, and slid into his luxury car

the Schnabel family was a flurry

early, applying extra care to her appearance,

should I go with

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striking?”

look stunning in anything!”

distracted, dark circles under

glance and began

the night before our daughter’s

cover these up for me. Can’t let our little star down!”

brimming with satisfaction. This was her debut at her daughter’s gallery, and she was determined to dazzle. to make her daughter proud.

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

“Just a moment.”

for you!” Noella responded, swiftly getting ready. After a late–night lab visit

touch of makeup would be enough to captivate, without letting anyone in the Schnabel family sense anything

results confirmed Noella’s suspicions- Vincent was not Old Mrs. Lambert’s

son!