The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 239

To keep Palmer at the estate, Larson actually prepared a veritable feast of comforts and amenities in the villa.

if Palmer walked out today, any future attempts to meddle with him would be even more of an uphill battle!

Palmer looked squarely at Larson, a chilling smirk playing across his lips.

“Thinking you can keep me here with this crew? I’m afraid you’re sorely mistaken. He said.

1 mean no disrespect. This is our own little shindig, you know. It’d be quite rude to bail on us now…”

Palmer couldn’t be bothered with idle chitchat, “Pull the wool over someone else’s eyes if you must, but don’t kid yourself.”

“What are you insinuating?” Larson asked,

Had Palmer caught on to his elaborate setup? But he had deployed cadres of hitmen!

He had put a lot of capital on the line to ensure Palmer would never return to the Pollack Group. Larson couldn’t believe all his schemes had been unveiled….

Palmer snapped his fingers, and seconds later, the estate’s perimeter erupted in explosive blasts. The chandeliers in the banquet hall swayed violently and plaster showered from the walls.

The blasts kept coming, one after the other, the closest at the garden just outside the hall.

That was where Larson had stationed a cadre of hitmen…

Beckett scrambled to grab his sister, only to clutch at the air, he tumed to see Noella already in Palmer’s protective grasp.

Palmer’s hand shielded Noella’s ears, his suit jacket enveloping her to safeguard her with utmost care.

Beckett stared at his empty palm with a cocktail of emotions brewing inside him.

It should’ve been heartwarming to see Palmer instinctively protect his sister, but damn, why did it leave such a sour taste? The explosions outside sent Larson into a full–blown panic.

He could tell, every blast was right where he’d placed his hitmen.

Larson gritted his teeth so hard he nearly tasted blood, “Palmer You’ve got a heart of stone!”

his finances; those were

had strode out of the banquet hall and slid

close behind, his gaze filled with concem for

alright?” he asked.

Tm fine”

to her.

Palmer with disagreement, Mr. Pollack, don’t drag Noella into this madness again! It’s far too dangerous!”

was taken aback when the blasts rang out–shocked by Palmer’s audacity to blow up L Larson’s estate right in the

more Beckett thought about it, the more he shuddered at the close call.

Mr. Pollack, don’t gamble with Noella’s safety. She’s

met Beckett’s, a silent clash

Noella safe. No one can harm her with me around. Mr. Schnabel, I know you want to protect her, but remember, you need to know she’s

with being a Schnabel

smiled gently at her brother’s pained and

on the plan beforehand, so I wasn’t scared. I don’t want to be a burden to

Beckett imagined, if not for the fear of alarming

his sister’s sweet demeanor and

could she be so dam endearing? Her words nearly brought him to

Noella’s hair with a heavy hand, pushing back the tears

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Whatever you want to do from now on, I’ve got

Noella replied

done before piping up, “Um, are Dr. Schnabel and Ms. Gruber still back at the

Larson’s?”

been set in advance, and Malvina and Ulrich had left

accident involving them would’ve been

worries, a few little bangs are nothing. Noella’s not scared, so what’s there

Your tune was quite different just a moment ago!

back at the bombed estate, didn’t seem to matter as

clear the Schnabels had their

at Larson’s ravaged

crawled out from the ruins of what was once a pristine

dirt from his mouth, his once white shirt now a sodden mess of earth and grime.

okay?” he asked, removing his coat to cover Malvina’s head.

fine, but Dr. Schnabel, you look like you’ve been through