The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 45

Beckett had a brainwave.

If this video is legit and my sis has got the hots for someone else, and we let this dude marry into the Schnabel family, then Noella’s never gonna leave the nest! As for Palmer, the Pollack family’s a big deal in Imperial City and around the globe, so you bet they’ve got their fair share of family drama.

If Noella actually ties the knot with them, who knows if they’ll even get to hang out much after that!

Beckett caught his siblings just as they were about to blow a fuse. He looked at Noella all sweet–like and asked, “Noella, do you dig this guy? Don’t sweat it. In our family, as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters. Whoever it is, we’re cool with it. If you’re not into them, forget about fancy doors, and if you are, heck, even if they drive for Uber, it’s all good!”

Palmer’s eyes lit up like fireworks, all eager, looking at Noella!

“We’re just friends, no crush or anything.”

Beckett nodded, “Friends are cool, who knows what could happen down the line.”

“Mr. Pollack, since Noella’s got someone she’s into, maybe we should revisit this arranged engagement thing. I mean, you probably aren’t keen on some old–school arranged deal either. right? Young folks should be all about free love.”

Palmer had a grin like a sunrise on his face. “I agree, and so Noella and I are all about that free love. The dude driving in the video? That’s me.”

The four Schnabel brothers were in shock.

Tristan was all “What the heck?”

The car in the video wasn’t worth the lint on Palmer’s clothes, and he was saying he was the

driver?

Palmer turned and strutted over to the big screen, looking all sharp and stand–out in his tailored suit. He hooked up his phone to the screen and quickly pulled up a’video.

It was from the driver’s POV, showing Noella waiting for a ride at the roadside. Just a couple of seconds long, but it had all the goods.

“Sorry about this, didn’t expect someone to catch a video of Noella and me. It was just a bit of fun between us. When we throw our wedding party, we’d love for you all to come.”

Everyone was floored!

Who would’ve thought Palmer was the guy in that clunker!

“Ya know, that ride’s kinda trendy. I might get one myself.”

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“Mr. Pollack and Noella are so chummy. It looks like he’s been picking her up from work every day!”

was like, “What?”

Sienna were over

Palmer chauffeuring their girl in this charmingly vintage set of wheels. for the sake of keeping it low–key. So

daughter, and she seems to have a soft spot for him, too. That smile when she hops in the car is just like back when they were young and

my sis in this junker? You dissing the Schnabel family or

was the picture of politeness. “Not at all, Noella picked this car when we first met, so I thought she liked the brand. As a present, I’ve bought

improved a ton.

gotta be the real deal!

at Palmer, a

you film this?”

I shot this as a precaution. Also, I wanted

killer instinct for his surroundings was legit, but what was up with the

along so well,

how about the opening dance? The first dance at Noella’s birthday party

take turns dancing with Noella. Now with Palmer here and an

gaze was burning with intensity. He bowed slightly

the first dance with

says you can’t turn down the first

the expectant looks from the Schnabel parents and Palmer’s deep eyes, Noella reluctantly agreed.

“Alright.”

lead violinist struck up the tune,

and they

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stunning today, my dear fiancée,” said

why keep calling her fiance?

payback for Beckett’s talk of calling off their engagement? She had no clue

so petty!

man, tall and mighty, and the delicate girl in his arms, their steps in perfect sync left

opening dance could go

Schnabel family and the helmsman of the

the one who should’ve been dancing with Palmer! She’d dressed to the nines today, hoping to steal the show, but her video plot flopped, and

her

Palmer’s dancing with her, and I’m the

not a single soul

Tristan didn’t acknowledge she existed!

Yvonne, don’t sweat it. Being the belle of the ball tonight doesn’t mean squatting for the future. The higher you climb, the harder you fall. Just wait until Mr. Schnabel realizes you’re the cream of the crop, the real Schnabel family gem. Your time in

on the Schnabel family’s tree, Marcel and Ashlyn both gotta give

thumbs up!