The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Palmer’s voice was a jumble of tones.

1.she

Noella wanted to pull her hand away, but remembering Palmer’s wrist was still wounded and any tug might cause it to bleed again, decided against it

“Palmer?”

Palmer slowly opened his eyes, his gaze foggy, but at least he was awake.

“Noella? Wasn’t I just dreaming? How come you’re here?”

Instead of answering his question, Noella picked up the water glass from the nightstand and handed it to him.

“Take your medicine”

“Alright”

Noella watched Palmer swallow his medicine and helped him lie back down.

His eyes, typically deep and impenetrable, now sparkled with a vivid luster, following her every move without shifting away even for a

moment

Feeling her cheeks heat under his gaze, Noella suddenly recalled what Annie had said earlier.

“Boss wanted to head to Polaris Star to dig up some dirt on your past. He figured if he didn’t, you would.”

Was he so set on handling dangerous matters himself just because he felt they were too perilous for her?

Gazing at the frail Palmer before her, she noticed his pallor, yet his fever made his eyes moist and vulnerable, his gaze fixed on her.

“1 seem to recall telling Annie not to disturb you, yet she still called you. Sorry for interrupting your sweet dreams.”

“Why didn’t you want me to come?”

reached out his touch scorching due to the fever, his

me, do you worry about me?”

didn’t want her distracted on his account. But now that she was here,

slightly, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips, as elusive as the moon still hanging

then found out you didn’t worry about me at all, I’d be heartbroken,” Palmer said,

covers. “Go to sleep now.

tell whether it was fatigue or happiness that brought a smile to Palmer’s

heartbroken- did that mean… she did worry about him, even just

frowned slightly as she watched Palmer drift off to sleep again. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Palmer’s fever wasn’t due to his wound, but rather from catching a chill. His wound wasn’t inflamed; the lever seemed

far more

grasped by Palmer’s, and he pressed a burning kiss into her palm.

“Goodnight.”

quickly withdrew her hand, yanked the covers over Palmer’s

left the Pollack Mansion,

caught a fever from

enough, though the circumstances were somewhat convoluted. The outcome was the

next morning, Noella yawned as she descended the stairs, only to

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Schnabel family didn’t show any surprise at Malvina’s presence. It was as if her joining them at the table was the most natural thing in the

seeing Palraer at the breakfast table, the Schnabel brothers‘ eyes held a hint of hostility, especially when they saw their sister helping him with his food due to

couldn’t hold back his imitation “If Mr. Pollack isn’t well, he should stay in the hospital instead.

having a meal here? You’m the one who talks too much! Palmer, don’t mind him. Have some more to eat. How did you

Noella. Sorry to worry you, Tristan, Just a small mishap

the company for a couple of days. The place will run without you. Stay home and spend some time with

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