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?”

Noella Schnabel, for heaven’s sake. If something happened to

the Gruber family’s got our backs.”

things without considering their feelings. All Petra did was skim some cash, chump change for the Schnabel family. But Noella had to show her authority and

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over the surveillance EXTATES, AN predictably dead, every red light that should have been blinking was out cold.

was tampered with, they

the equipment?”

supplied them are faulty, in three days, half of this exhibition space will collapse, preferably during business hours. Wouldn’t it be

the equipment failed and the exhibition

for sure. And they would see who

Art Connoisseur? Let’s

over to a brat. There’s nothing the

around the stuff in the storage and left, satisfied with their sabotage to

gallery for years under Petra’s wing. Now

touched her earlobe, remembering the spy earrings Yasbel had tested – with added

silent as Noella descended from the roof, dusted off her blazer, and left the

outside. Palmer was there with an umbrella.

were you up to, my fiancée?”

up loose

in her professional attire. Her tailored capris revealed slender, pale ankles, and her heels

walked Noella to the gates of her

ways.

chance to see you

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

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planting a swift kiss on

to missing me, then dream of me.”

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