The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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,

tell me, do you worry about

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

on his lips, as elusive

told you and 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 with exhaustion and longing

she tucked Palmer back under the covers. “Go to sleep now. You

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

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

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 more like the result of getting drenched.

far

felt her hand grasped by Palmer’s, and he pressed a burning kiss into

“Goodnight.”

the covers over Palmer’s face, and

Pollack Mansion, glanced back towards her

if Ms. Noella will question how Boss caught a fever from such a minor injury? Probably

the circumstances were somewhat convoluted. The outcome was

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

mother–in–law relationship, which now seemed to have reached a sweet resolution. Seeing the burn scars on Malvina, Sienna’s

know several top plastic surgeons who can

Schnabel said he can

coming downstairs, nearly stumbled at the mention, nearly

10:55

“Since when did you pick up an interest in bum treatment?

his throat to regain composure Thofessor Calvin has been studying it, so I thought Td learn a

that Calvin had a solution. Sienna

Calvin Malvina, you stay with us for a while. I’ll cook you some delicious meals!”

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

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

isn’t well, he should stay in the hospital instead.

annoyed “Quit your sniping! What’s wrong with Palmer having a meal here? You’m the one who talks too much! Palmer, don’t mind

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

company for a couple of days. The place will run without you.