The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 43

Annie said with anticipation, “The shindig at the Schnabel Manor is really something today.”

As a senior assistant to the president of the Pollack Group, Annie had her fair share of fancy lady friends in her social circle.

“I saw a bunch of girls posting selfies with Ms. Yvonne Schnabel. Though it’s her birthday bash, Ms. Schnabel dressed pretty plainly. I have no clue how she passed that high society etiquette class.”

High–end birthday parties came with a whole set of complicated do’s and don’ts!

Yvonne’s sporting a dress with like ten layers of lace and this huge, ridiculous hat – totally not the vibe for a birthday party.

“Her etiquette skills aren’t my problem. I’ll head over when the birthday party kicks off tonight.”

The disdain Palmer had for Yvonne was plain as day in his voice!

“Right, I’ll get ready then.” Annie bowed and left Palmer’s study.

Standing in front of the massive floor–to–ceiling window was a man with a statuesque figure and handsome features as perfectly chiseled as an ice sculpture, exuding an air of absolute authority! He glanced at his phone, eyebrows knitting slightly.

“Busy today? Or some mission from the Obelisk Organization?”

Noella hadn’t replied to his messages all day!

The conversation was still on yesterday’s transaction, where Noella sent him a hundred bucks, jokingly labeled ‘taxi fare‘!

This was probably the smallest amount of money Palmer had ever received in his life!

Yet, it excited him more than his first 100 million dollars when he was fifteen. His business empire was all under his thumb, but Noella… he had to admit she had him all twisted up!

A wave of sheer joy swept over him; he couldn’t wait to see her!

Palmer pocketed his phone and looked out over the Schnabel family’s blooming estate.

No rush!

Once he successfully broke off the engagement today, he would be free to chase after her!

Meanwhile, at the Schnabel Mansion.

From top to bottom, even the family dog’s collar was worth a whopping ten grand. Each servant scrubbed up three times and donned fresh threads just for this birthday event!

Stirling was not only a movie star and top idol, but he also had the world’s biggest

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in his grip!

live stream captures every angle. I want my sister looking flawless from all sides! What do you mean by ‘turn on the filter‘? Are you trying to insult my sister’s out–of–this–world beauty? Look at me. Do you think my sister needs

treasure, topping the ‘World’s Most

Schnabel might not need it, but Miss Yvonne

little help.”

the cameras! We’ll make sure the young miss’s

by Beckett’s side

rich list each year, and anyone outside the top

free–for–all – not everyone had the privilege

feeling sour and slighted as she watched the spectacle

in a house like the Schnabels, even if you’ve got the blood, an impure daughter won’t ever be

night fell, the

in unison, fresh flowers flown in overnight carpeted the entiré venue, and ribbons danced in

to Yvonne were green

made, just for

isn’t that Mr. Pollack? Did Mr. Pollack come just for Yvonne’s

Annie in tow

and distant charm, his model–like stature and features bathed in the soft moonlight

when he

I was beginning to think you wouldn’t make it

with a casual smile, “Mr. Tristan, just Palmer is fine. Since it’s the young miss’s birthday party, of

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look with Stenna by his side. Clearly, they had all but forgotten

would have thought he would actually have time

so busy he barely had a moment to spare, Even his grandfather Sexton couldn’t see

sent, but the Schnabels had totally spaced on the fact that Palmer

birthday party, the Schnabels felt it was rather sudden for the

here to talk

hint of subtlety, “Whatever it is, let’s wait until

the crowd but didn’t spot

These are my gifts, one for you and your wife and

too polite, kid! Don’t worry, we’ll make sure

heh.”

the more he liked what he

burst into the

sky was engulfed in brilliant pyrotechnics, with the dazzling display converging into patterns above that rained down as showers of fresh flowers!