The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 262

While Darcy was still daydreaming, Beckett had already started the ear and was driving away

Watching the scenery zoom by, Darcy couldn’t help but feel the air inside the car was a bit awkward. After all, she was the one at fault today. A last–minute meeting piled up with work, and she completely forgot about Beckett. She didn’t even notify him, making him wait outside the university for so long.

“Your car choice is quite low-key.”

“Occupational hazard. I don’t need a car to make a statement.”

Beckett’s job sometimes involved liaisons with the finance sector and with Marcel’s status, being too flashy could be sensitive. Being the CEO of Rising Glory Group and the future heir to the Schnabel Group, no one would look down on him no matter what he drove.

“I’m really sorry about today, a sudden department meeting kept you waiting.”

Beckett’s lips curved into a self–deprecating, bitter smile. The time you’ve made me wait isn’t just limited to these two hours.”

“Huh?”

His voice was so low, Darcy thought she had misheard.

By the time she asked again, Beckett had already stepped out of the car, and Darcy hurried after him.

Beckett chose a quaint bistro, seemingly under the Rising Glory Group’s extensive dining portfolio.

After sitting down, Darcy apologized, “I’m really sorry, this one’s on me. For Noella’s exemption request, Garrick said she needs to discuss it with him personally.”

Garrick wasn’t known for making things difficult for students. Yet, he was stubbom about Noella’s exemption process, only relenting after much persuasion from Darcy, demanding Noella to personally apply to him.

Beckett nodded. “Alright, I’ll let Noella know. What would you li

“Anything’s fine!”

like to eat?”

Beckett casually ordered a few dishes, speaking in a flawless and effortless foreign language, choosing dishes that Darcy was familiar with.

liked? It must be

documents Darcy had given him. The process wasn’t complicated, but it was

tone instantly soft and tender

to see her about the exemption. If she doesn’t want to, it’s fine;

that Beckett was utterly indulgent when it came to

wanted.

solve the problem I think Garrick is doing this on purpose! I’ll talk to Noella. Please come home

for me, go to bed early.

surrounded by the warm glow of the restaurant,

his fiancée, right?” Darcy instinctively thought, as she had never heard Beckett speak so tenderly before! So, apart from his sister, another woman

seems to get along with Noella too.”

course, Noella is her sister

care for Noella was well–known, often noticing

to know what Darcy was thinking, adding, “She’s my sister too, Elara.”

adopted a daughter. But why did Beckett feel the need to explain this to her? Even if

daughters. The one who had approached her back

gaze swept over Darcy’s face, casually asking.

be doing well too. Won’t your fiancée mind you having

blone with me?”

every month if every dinner

his eyes, dining with her was just another business meeting? If it weren’t for Noella’s situation, he wouldn’t be here with

his watch. “Could you wait a moment? I’ll have my driver take you home. I need to head back to the

office”

I’ve got a ride

understandingly. Is it your husband? That’s good then. Thank you for your help

do.” Darcy accepted his thanks, and by the time she realized, Beckett’s car had already sped off, leaving

of exhaust

far from

the woman had left the