The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 25

Palmer, even when he was throwing punches, was all grace and poise – it was like he had choreographed each hit, explosive power and alll

Noella was a bit dazed.

For the first time in her life, someone stood up for her!

Ever since Old Mrs. Lambert passed away, there had been no one in the Lambert family on her side.

Every time she bumped into Milford, even if Noella hadn’t done a thing, Belinda would openly mock her and then find an excuse to lock her up at home, sending Briony off on a date with Milford.

Even back when Briony was just the nanny’s daughter, she got the royal treatment in the Lambert family, way better than Noella ever did.

She never cared about Milford and Briony anyway.

Old Mrs. Lambert once held her hand, saying tenderly and said, “My dear girl, you deserve the best man, someone who would protect you unconditionally.”

Watching Palmer straighten his sleeves, Noella felt her cheeks inexplicably heating up!

Palmer looked down, his scent of sandalwood closing in on Noella’s breath, his magnetic voice resonating softly, “Did I scare you? Sorry, I just couldn’t hold back.” He was a bit on edge, momentarily forgetting that the girl before him was not just any young lady, but a top international hitwoman!

“Thank you.

“That guy just now, who was he?”

Noella’s expression was cool, “Just some trash, not important.”

“He said he was your fiancé.

Noella shrugged, “I wasn’t that blind.”

A flicker of delight crossed Palmer’s eyes. Even though he knew that guy had nothing to do with her, hearing her deny it still sent a wave of joy through him.

“Thorpe and Toxic Monarch must have gone to the private rooms. Let’s head over.”

Noella nodded, bending down to pick up the ruby cufflink Palmer had dropped, and handed it to him. But Palmer extended his hand, the empty cuff dangling in front of Noella, mischief sparkling in his eyes.

a bit awkward. Putting a cufflink on a man was a bit too intimate, but

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and bent her head to fasten his cufflink. Her fingers

caught Noella’s wrist and led her away from the dance floor, towards the private rooms. Noella could walk

the unerring sniper she was, not a callus in

from me. Sorry for being abrupt.” He said ‘sorry‘. but the smile never left Palmer’s lips!

back alley of the bar.

next to a dumpster by several bodyguards, the severe pain leaving him unable to move an inch.

company, and she thinks she’s above it all? Once she’s in my hands, we’ll see how she begs. ouch… What a little tramp, a country bumpkin will always be just that. She should count herself lucky that someone like me took a fancy to her! Noella, you

too hard! Once he found out who that man

her lover pay with their

beam shone into the alley from the entrance, the hobos who were sitting in the corner quickly ran

to covet his sister and insult her? Didn’t he know his own weight?

If he had, Noella wouldn’t have been kidnapped and suffered for no reason. This was all because he,

curling slightly as

screams and pleas echoed through

shadows, lighting a cigar. Amid the swirling smoke, his handsome face was filled with regret

top–level rooms were inaccessible to the average bar–goer, where a bottle of champagne started at hundreds of thousands, and the floors were

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The waiter stopped Palmer and Noella, as all the guests with reservations for the evening had arrived, but these two exuded an air of royalty. and the

and the waiter hurried to verify it. “Mr. Pollack, please come in. your private

in that room;

“Mr. Thorpe

took back his card and led Noella to room number 9.

you come here

else would he

not a hint of the cold–blooded killer, even a touch of panic in his

many missions in the country last year, so this place was convenient. Their cocktails are quite something: I’ll bring you here to

in nightclubs. Noella had her own private room in this bar