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?”

scorching due to the fever, his palm pressing hotly against Noella’s cheek.

you worry about me?”

his girl to care, yet he didn’t want her distracted on his account. But now that she was here, he yeamed for an answer.

slightly, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips, as elusive as

out you didn’t worry about me at all, I’d be

to sleep now. You don’t have to worry about a broken

medicine kicked in, and it was hard to tell whether it was fatigue or happiness that brought a smile

heartbroken- did that mean… she did

shake the feeling that Palmer’s fever wasn’t due to his wound, but rather from catching a chill.

seemed far

Palmer’s,

“Goodnight.”

over Palmer’s face,

Pollack Mansion, glanced back towards her

I wonder if Ms. Noella will question how Boss caught a fever from such a minor

all, the wound was real enough, though the circumstances were somewhat convoluted. The

the stairs, only to see Sienna holding Malvina with a face full of

tumultuous mother–in–law relationship, which now seemed to have reached a sweet resolution. Seeing the burn scars

top plastic surgeons

okay, Sienna, Dr. Schnabel said he can

downstairs, nearly stumbled at the mention, nearly missing the last step.

10:55

did you pick up an interest in bum

to regain composure Thofessor Calvin has been studying it, so I thought Td

had a solution.

stay with us for a while. I’ll cook you

It was as if her joining them at the table was the most natural

a hint of hostility, especially when they saw their sister helping him with his food due to his

back his imitation “If Mr. Pollack isn’t well,

the back, annoyed “Quit your sniping! What’s wrong with Palmer having a meal here? You’m the one who talks too much!

“Thanks, Noella. Sorry to worry you, Tristan, Just a small mishap during a site inspection at work,

a break from the company for a couple of

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