The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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Noella’s affirmative response was reflected in Palmer’s smile, mirrored in the pristine glass window. His voice, deep and seductive, wrapped around her. “Let’s not make a fuss this time, but next time, I hope you’ll remember what you’ve promised me. Even if it’s just sharing a meal, I’ll be looking forward to it.”

The mere thought of dining with Noella made him patient enough to endure the tedious company partners. He found himself browsing through the trendiest spots where the local youngsters liked to hang out for dates. But before he knew it, she had slipped away from Imperial City.

What a heartless little thing she was! Did she really think it was just about a meal?

Deep down, Palmer knew it was probably because his lady hadn’t taken him to heart yet. That was why the things he asked for could be so easily forgotten. That realization left a bittersweet taste in his mouth.

Noella touched her nose, not sure if she felt embarrassed or guilty.

“I get it. It was my fault this time. When I’m back, I’ll make it up to you.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up, Noella glanced at the call log on her phone. When exactly had it become a daily routine for him to call her? Was the CEO of the Pollack Group really that free?

She put her phone down and took out the watch she had borrowed from Palmer. She promised him to send it back after some modification. Since now she got nothing to do, seemed like the perfect time to get to it.

Wren, watching Noella’s concentrated profile in the rear–view mirror, thought how serene and elegant she was. She exuded the composed grace of a lady born into high society. The memory of what had happened at Imperial West Hospital made Wren’s blood boil.

“Ms. Schnabel, if you ever run into the Lamberts, please don’t reveal your identity to them. They’re nothing but greedy. I used to think they were good to you, but I was clearly mistaken.”

“The Lamberts?”

Wren recounted the encounter with Vincent at the hospital. “If you see them, don’t give them the time of day!”

Noella nodded, fitting the last component back into the watch. The refurbished men’s watch was a masterpiece of understated luxury, its diamonds full and dazzling. It suited Palmer to a T.

Wren continued to caution, “I don’t think they caught your birthday live stream; they probably don’t know who you really are.”

knew that Noella was the daughter of the nation’s wealthiest family, he’d lose

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mind!

never appeared

greedy and petty nature, would surely try to bleed her dry

her agreement, “It’s fine. Whether they know or not, I have nothing

since she learned her grandmother had no ties to the Lambert family, Noella had felt at ease. She had never had much regard for the Lamberts; it was all for her grandmother’s sake, not wanting to cause her distress. But her

glanced at the delicate jade bracelet on her wrist, a piece so exquisite that a

and relaxed. He just worried that Ms. Schnabel’s kindness might

the car stopped at the lab entrance in Emerald County, Elara, having heard the news, dashed down from her lab and enveloped Noella in a tight hug as soon as she stepped out.

You finally came to

too many late nights. But the sight of

I brought you lots of things. Mom prepared them all

bags and packages piled behind her. Sienna had packed

for Elara.

arma

sent me pickles!” Elara

neck, calling for her assistant to bring in the goodies. “Come on, let me

led Noella towards the breeding area with pride, “Just between us, some of this is edible!” Noella couldn’t help but smile. Even if it was edible, Elara must be sick of

at

Elara, picking and choosing the details. Elara was taken aback.

much to take in. I don’t know whether to be more shocked about Grandpa and Grandma getting a divorce, or that Grandma isn’t Dad’s real mom,

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could hardly believe the drama unfolding at home. She hadn’t been away that long, and so much had happened.

did our family

mean, Ashlyn was sick and had a dream about God sending her a child of fortune. Then she found Yvonne abandoned on the street and insisted that she was the child sent by God. She was adamant about adopting her.”

Elara shrugged helplessly.