The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 222

which kicked off with the usual fare–a smattering of trinkets and baubles to warm up the crowd.

Noelle casually eyed the stage, her voice tinged with a cool detachment. “I’m guessing your last injury had something to do with the

aly the Pollacks could have such precise control over Palmer’s interests, luring him to South Flora Storage with an heirloom from his tate mother. And it was the Pollacks who seemed most eager for Palmer to meet his demise, to relinquish his grasp on power.

Hadeed. That’s why I made sure the culprits and their entire family met with a rather… permanent end,” he replied, his gaze softening, but bis words as chilling as the Arctic wind.

Mahma’s mother was a close friend of my own mother, and those people had the audacity to desecrate her grave to lure me in. Since they have such an affinity for graves, I thought it only right to give them a family reunion six feet under.”

Noella nodded impassively. “How benevolent of you.”

They were more alike than she cared to admit.

as a shame I’ve yet to find the key evidence of their involvement in my mother’s death.”

Noella raised an eyebrow. A shame indeed, but evidence isn’t what you’re after, is it?”

For someone like Palmer taking action never required evidence. He was simply determined to root out the true mastermind behind his mother’s untimely demise. In other words, the Pollacks‘ continued existence was not a testament to their strength, but rather to their usefulness to Palmer as he hunted for the real villain..

The once helpless child who could only hide and succumb to despair was now the thunder–wielding patriarch of the Pollack family.

The auctioneer’s voice snapped the room to attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, our next item is a remarkable piece of nephrite. As you know, the market for nephrite has been quite favorable recently, and this piece is a true gem!”

Interest piqued among the previously indifferent guests, many of whom had come specifically for the nephrite.

The nephrite, roughly the size of a fist, lay on the stage, flawless and gleaming under the unrelenting spotlight, a sight to soothe the soul.

Let’s not dawdle–our starting bid is three million!”

Noella’s interest lay not with the nephrite itself, but with the person who had put it up for auction.

whispered, “A piece from Polaris

Even if it originated from Polaris Star,

of such quality would have commanded a hefty sum even at its original

Polaris Star kept meticulous records of all their sales, and with nephrite being as unique as fingerprints, she was certain she could

at her phone, she muttered, “The

glanced at the information displayed on Noella’s screen.

Richardson family, and in particular, Lorne.

only to resell it now?”

I’ve just learned something quite intriguing–Lorne has been fueling the nephrite market’s surge

before a sale wasn’t uncommon in the antique world, but for Lorne to

[Boss, those zithers were sold directly through the

the market, had been in contact

furrowed. “Nephrite prices spiked last

a bit of nephrite

hyped up the

items openly. The nephrite pieces in the music store are of such poor quality that Lucian would definitely notice if they were taken out from Lorne’s antique

to be made, it doesn’t matter. Lome could earn more money without taking any risks, so

sold for an eye–watering ten million–well

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message arrived on Noella’s phone: [Boss, Lorne wants to buy more nephrite

response was swift: [Don’t sell.]

we’d want, asking

Star never did discounts; they

prices.

info

wants a face–to–face with you. Claims the info

him. Polaris Star is cutting all ties with Lorne.]