The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 258

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Whenever she was around Palmer, her heart would ace uncontrollably

Was this what a cram felt like? If not then what was i

Palmer locked into Noella’s eyes camesty pulling a handkerchief from his pocket to gently wipe the blood off her hands.

“la your brother okay?

He’s just knocked out. We’ll ask him what happened when he wakes up.”

As Noela spoke, she noticed Palmer suddenly pulling her hand closer to sniff it

It’s just chicken and duck blood, no womes

Watching this man carefully clean each of her fingers before casually wiping the blood off his own hands warmed Noella’s heart.

“Thank your

If you really went to thank me can I hug you?”

There was a playful glint in Palmer’s eyes as his tall fame cast a protective shadow over Noella, as if embracing her

Meeting Palmer’s gaze, Noellas heart skipped a beat again.

“Okay”

Just as a smile flickered across Palmer’s face and he reached out towards Noella, a shout echoed from inside the house.

Noella! Are you out there?”

Noella pushed Palmer away and ran towards the house. “String, I’m here”

his empty hands, stall feeling Noella’s

so close to holding

resignation mixed with a wry smile, Palmer followed Noella

up at

you doing

never mind that. What happened to you and Yacbel? How did you end up here? You’ve been missing

shocked. That long? No wonder you’re here! I’m so

head, helping

Noella and the hurriedly arrived Nolan, then drifted

scene were also drenched in cold sweat, frantically checking on both of them before taking them

to his senses. Wiping his mouth, he began to recall the

night, as Stirling was about

a pang of sadness whenever he laid in Noella’s tiny room. The room was no bigger than

the bed made by the village’s elderly carpenter with somewhat damp wood materials made him think of how his sister and grandmother had lived in such conditions for

contents.

preserved by Old Mrs. Lambert in boxes. Among

inside a small wooden box, Stirling found drawings Noella had made as a child.

familiar The style reminded him of something he’d seen

see what was inside. Upon opening it, he was greeted by Debbie

String was

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some kind of pedomance

of obsessed fans climbed in, staring in shelf at

from the next room I

the hell is thest (1) kill

to rest when Ellsworth tried to sneak into her bed in the middle of the nightt

left beaten black and blue by Yashel, unrecognizable even to his

Fuller family house, and next thing we knew, we passed out. When! woke

bowl of spaghetti and drinking a

might’ve starved to death there. And where did the ether

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