The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 163

She spoke with a dismissive air, “Ms. Gruber is so clueless. Now that’s what I call rude. You should’ve seen your own vile face when you were hitting my staff.”

Yvonne clutched her cheek, her face a picture of shock as she stared at Noella. “You! You actually dared to hit me! Do your parents and brothers know about your true colors? If Mr. Pollack finds out you’re such an uncouth wildcat, he’ll surely dump you!”

“Really?” Noella’s lips curled into a frosty smile, her grin as chilling as a crescent moon in a winter sky, sending shivers down the spine.

Smack-

Another slap landed, swelling both sides of Yvonne’s face! Her face instantly puffed up like she’d gone a few rounds with a boxing glove.

Noella observed with a hint of regret. “I must admit, I do prefer symmetry. It’s just that your left side has too much makeup, it’s clouding my judgment. Maybe I should even it out with another slap.”

Hearing Noella’s casual threat of another slap, Yvonne was close to tears. “Noella, have you lost your mind? Ahh! Don’t hit me!”

She received several solid slaps, her eyelids swelling up, and she couldn’t even utter a complete sentence.

A Bentley pulled up to the curb, and from it stepped a tall, dashing young man in a sophisticated, vintage suit, his cuffs adorned with shining cufflinks.

Yvonne’s eyes lit up at the sight of Palmer!

If Mr. Pollack knew what kind of woman Noella was, he would certainly abandon her.

She whimpered in a delicate voice, “Mr. Pollack, my face hurts so much.”

Palmer didn’t even glance her way, walking straight to Noella and taking her hand. He gently rubbed it and tenderly asked, “Why did you have to get your hands dirty? That thick layer of makeup on her face isn’t good for your skin.”

Yvonne was speechless. She used the finest cosmetics, and her creams were custom–made, costing a small fortune per bottle. Yet, to Palmer, it all seemed like dirt?

He saw Noella hit someone, yet he was still so forgiving! This couldn’t be real!

Noella glanced at Palmer. “She hit my staff. She deserved it. Are you taking her side, Mr. Pollack?”

Palmer chuckled softly. “My heartless little thing, I came straight to you after I heard that you went to the gallery. As for her, if she’s something my fiancée finds offensive, then she should be taken care of.*

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declaration, Yvonne trembled like a leaf in the wind. “No… you can’t do this to me! I

his hand impatiently, and immediately, several bodyguards appeared, ready to escort Yvonne

Gruber. I’m afraid she might continue to bother Ms. Noella, which could also affect the business

“If it affects Noella’s mood and business, then what’s the

our gallery has been thinking about expanding recently.”

at Noella with a tender gaze.

the location is excellent.”

the contract to Walden. The gallery across the street, I’ll take it

“With the real estate prices on this street, Walden won’t

presence filled with the effortless dominance of a business empire’s ruler. “Giving three million is already being generous. Since this fool dares to bother you, it’s only right that the

never imagined Palmer would actually buy her gallery to give to Noella. She was on the verge of madness! She had worked so hard to acquire this gallery! Why should all her possessions be handed over to some country

nothing but a lowlife, trying to

finish her sentence, a gleaming, high–end leather shoe

pressed down on her face, grinding Yvonne’s teeth, filling her mouth with the rich taste of blood. The shoe’s owner had a sinister look, his cold eyes enough to kill.

all. I didn’t hit you before because you were still a Schnabel, but now that

to see nothing. Not even Yvonne’s weakening cries for help

the Pollack Group? If he wanted, not only this street, but the entire Imperial City would bow to

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indifferent as he instructed, “Annie, you know what to do with the rest,

Congratulations to Ms. Noella on the opening of her gallery

the street or today’s incident,

would be a shame if they didn’t realize their boss had made such a grand gesture for

the Gruber family would have to swallow their

elsewhere. They weren’t fools; tangling with the Schnabels, the

arm around Noella’s waist as they strolled into the gallery. “You’ll be running the place across the street too, won’t you? Doesn’t that

the same to me,” Noella replied with a shrug. Whether it was

gallery entrance, Jarred and Nyssa were

on Ms. Schnabel’s gallery