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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 man was a bit too intimate, but after Palmer had just stood up for her, she couldn’t just brush

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Noella didn’t refuse and bent her head to fasten his cufflink. Her

from the dance floor, towards the private rooms. Noella could

hand was soft, not at all like the unerring sniper she was, not a callus in

to get lost from me. Sorry for being abrupt.” He

alley of the bar.

next to a dumpster by several bodyguards, the severe pain leaving him unable to

see how she begs. ouch… What a little

he found out who that man was, he was going to

pay with

were sitting in the corner quickly

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

the mall. If he had, Noella wouldn’t have been kidnapped and suffered for no reason.

lips curling slightly as he

Milford’s screams

was filled with regret and self–reproach. Leaving Milford barely alive, he

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

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for the evening had arrived, but these two exuded an

hurried to verify it. “Mr. Pollack, please come in. your

guests from earlier are in that

replied, “Mr. Thorpe is in room 9, please!”

and led Noella to room number

you come here

he have

as a gentle breeze, with not a hint of the cold–blooded killer, even a touch of panic in his

room here. I had many missions in the country last year, so this place was convenient. Their

assassin organizations to operate in nightclubs. Noella had her own private room in

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