The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 242

Lome could sense Noelin’s wariness in her lines.

He adjusted his smile and flashed her an apologetic expression, “You’ve got me all wrong. Noella I didn’t mean any harm. You’re Elara’s sister, right? I didn’t get the chance to properly introduce myself at the hospital. I’m not the bad guy here. Maybe it wasn’t the smartest move to approach you now, I admit. Sorry if I startled you”

Noella gave him a fleeting look, her expression cool and detached, “What does it matter to me whether you’re a bad guy? You’re in my way Please move

Lome rolled his wheelchair aside, watching as Noella disappeared down the tree–lined path without a backward glance, His smile faded as he said to himself, “She’s quite the tough cookie. But then again, she’d have to be one to run the Obelisk Organization.”

An limping big guy emerged from the shadows behind Lome with a smirk played across his lips, “You think a little chitchat is going to impress the Wise Fool? That devil is way tougher than you can imagine.”

“She’s only siding with Palmer for the prestige of the Pollack family. Us Richardsons are no slouches either,” Lorne said with a chuckle.

Thorpe paused. He, as a towering and burly man, expressed his incomprehension at Lome’s self–confidence at the moment.

“Should I remind you that neither the Schnabel family nor the Obelisk Organization are short on cash? Maybe Wise Fool, that rich girl, is just taken with Vocalist’s pretty face”

Lome snorted. “Pretty face? If she’s that shallow, then this will be a cakewalk. I’m as good–looking as Palmer, if not better”

Thorpe’s smirk twitched into a grimace as he regarded Lomne. Such confidence these Harmonia Country folks had

“I’ve got all the paperwork sorted. Proximity breeds fondness, and Ms. Schnabel will soon see Im a far better catch than her fiancé.” Lome claimed

A marriage contract among the elite meant little. Once Noella got to know him, she’d see his worth.

Thorpe just shrugged helplessly. “Well, it’s your life. Just don’t mess with my mission.”

Noella had just stepped into the grand hall when Mizar popped out from the side, “Boss, you ran into Lome out there? What’s his angle?” Noella’s communicator had still been on during her encounter with Lorne, and Mizar had overheard the exchange.

“What he wants doesn’t matter. Where’s Master Rainer?”

Mizar gestured towards the stage, “He’s been invited to play a piece at the opening ceremony next week. We’re here to help him out.”

“Who invited him?”

Rainer had been off the stage for years. The last public performance was at a state banquet. Whoever

with a performance. Anyone who can get the teacher to play is certainly no ordinary person,” Mizar admitted with a trace of regret. All her prepared eavesdropping devices had been for naught, and she’d even earned herself

slightly. The last photo of Garrick with Hanter had also been left by Master Hector, which showed that

was likely

a suit was grizzled, his clothes embroidered with dragons. Despite the evident wear of years, his features remained sharp, matching the man in

looked up, locking eyes with her from his position on

“What are you staring for? it’s

believe Garrick had been in the dark about Harriet all these years. When Noella had

unfazed, his eyes filled with appreciation as he looked at Noella, as if

her sooner, I would have taken her under my wing. Polaris Stor failed to

Your twisted experiments

all the stars of Polaris Star shone brightly in their fields, becoming

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Garrick and said, “One day you’ll realize all your experiments were folly. I’ve no time to waste on your drivel Don’t

Harriet’s granddaughter. Seeing her, I’m reminded of Harriet’s younger days. Since

away his zither, “Fate is what’s meant to be, but

and remained silent,

After a while, he tumed to Noella, and his brow