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 palm pressing

me, do you worry about

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

playing on his lips, as elusive as the moon still hanging outside the window.

then found out you didn’t worry about me at all, I’d be heartbroken,” Palmer said, his words blending jest with delirium, his voice thick

eyelashes fluttered as she tucked Palmer back under the covers. “Go to sleep now. You don’t have to worry about a broken heart. Yours is just fine.”

kicked in, and it was hard to tell whether it was fatigue or happiness that brought a smile to Palmer’s face

mean… she did worry about him,

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

seemed far more severe.

by Palmer’s, and he pressed a burning

“Goodnight.”

over Palmer’s face, and left the room in a

Mansion, glanced back towards her boss’s

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

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

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

now seemed to have reached a sweet resolution. Seeing the burn scars on Malvina,

Don’t worry, I know several top plastic surgeons who can

Dr. Schnabel said he can take care of it.”

at the mention, nearly missing the last

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up an interest in bum treatment?

Calvin has been studying it, so I thought

had a solution. Sienna

Nothing beats Professor Calvin Malvina, you stay with us for

surprise at Malvina’s presence. It was as if

the Schnabel brothers‘ eyes held a hint of hostility, especially when they saw their sister helping him

Pollack isn’t well, he should stay in the

What’s wrong with Palmer 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 get hurt all of

worry you, Tristan, Just a small

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

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