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, his palm pressing hotly against Noella’s cheek.

me, do you worry about

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

a smile playing on his lips, as elusive as the moon still hanging outside

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

eyelashes fluttered as she tucked Palmer back under the covers. “Go to sleep now. You don’t have

tell whether it was fatigue or happiness

that mean… she did worry

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 more like

seemed far

pondered, she felt her hand grasped by Palmer’s, and he pressed a burning

“Goodnight.”

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

had just left the Pollack Mansion, glanced

Boss caught a fever from such

were somewhat

next morning, Noella yawned as she descended the stairs, only to see Sienna holding Malvina with a face full

now seemed to have reached a sweet resolution.

hurt, sweetheart? Don’t worry, I know several top plastic surgeons

okay, Sienna, Dr. Schnabel said he can take

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

10:55

when did you pick up an interest in bum treatment? Change of research

been studying it, so I thought Td learn a bit as well

had a solution. Sienna also

you stay with us for a while.

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

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

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

back, 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 him. Have some more to eat. How

Noella had prepared, thanked her. “Thanks, Noella. Sorry to worry you, Tristan, Just a small mishap during a site inspection at work, nothing serious”

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