The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 143

Chapter 143

Noella rounded the corner of the staircase when a peculiar noise from the basement storage room caught her attention. She frowned slightly and whispered, “Palmer, hang on a sec

“I can wait forever.”

After all, what was a little waiting if it made her fall for him?

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Noella paused, sensing an undertone in Palmer’s words. She slipped her locked phone into her blazer pocket and headed towards the basement, where stacks of supplies awaited,

The gallery staff had gone home for the day, but there were still some workers in blue overalls bustling about.

Noella glanced around the storage area and stealthily climbed atop a construction scaffold, crouching above the workers to eavesdrop.

“Come on, lace that batch of paint with the stuff.”

“You sure they won’t detect it once we put them in?”

“No way!” The ringleader was brimming with confidence.

“They’re odorless and colorless. Once they’re in, those painters will be none the wiser until they’re sick. And when that happens, the gallery will be in deep water. Ms. Schnabel chose to be uncooperative and cross swords with the Gruber clan. She made such a show today, turning the Gruber’s gallery into a laughingstock!”

The workers mixed the powdered substance into the paint, and then added the doctored paint cubes into the original batches.

“Is Ms. Schnabel still in her office?”

“Lights out upstairs, must’ve left.”

The lead worker pulled a vial from his pocket, his face twisted with malice, “Just drop this into her office water cooler. One sip and she’s done for!”

The other workers paled on spot, not expecting to take action against Noella.

“You can’t hit Ms. Schnabel, even if you’re out for Petra’s blood. What if the Schnabels come

after us?”

heaven’s sake. If something happened

lead snarled, “Relax, the Gruber family’s got our backs.”

did was skim some cash, chump change for the Schnabel family. But Noella had to

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AN predictably dead, every red light

paint was tampered with, they turned to the materials stored

about the

space will collapse, preferably

failed and the exhibition collapsed, killing people, not even the Schnabel family could save

for sure. And they would see who could challenge the

country bumpkin thinking she’s Ms. Art Connoisseur? Let’s see how she handles a disaster

regret handing it over to a brat. There’s nothing the Gruber family

in the storage and left, satisfied with their sabotage to

the back door. She recognized them; they were Petra’s go–to crew, who had swindled the gallery for years under Petra’s wing. Now with Petra locked away, those workers lost a cash cow, thus turned to the Gruber family and ganged up for

her earlobe, remembering the spy earrings Yasbel had tested – with added video capabilities, perfect for recording everything she had just witnessed.

as Noella descended from the roof, dusted off

there

rain. What were

up loose ends.”

Her tailored capris revealed slender, pale ankles, and her heels added an elegant touch to her

of her home, gazing at her, reluctant to part

ways.

sorry I missed the chance

as his phone’s live wallpaper, a reminder of her

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hapter 145

Noella and planting a swift

accustomed to

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