The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 47

The Schnabel sons all gave Palmer the stink eye.

This guy was here to swoop in on their sister!

Why come to mooch off the Schnabels for breakfast when you’ve got food at home? What’s he playing at?

Sienna was checking out Palmer like a mother–in–law sizing up a son–in–law, liking him more. the more she looked. She shot Tristan a look that could melt steel. “You never bothered to join me for breakfast before, always too ‘busy with work.‘ Look at Palmer, see how sweet he is to Noella!”

Tristan immediately turned on the charm, “From now on, I’ll have breakfast with you every day. We can have whatever you fancy. The company and the kids can wait.”

“That’s more like it.”

The rest of the Schnabel family all felt awkward watching their parents‘ sudden show of

affection.

They were all used to the couple’s PDA, pretending not to notice as they kept their heads down and focused on their food.

A serene smile played on Palmer’s lips.

“I’ll join you for whatever you want to eat from now on.

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“No need, I prefer skipping breakfast.”

Noella wasn’t fibbing. Back at the Lambert place, Mr. and Mrs. Lambert never bothered with breakfast for her, claiming a bit of hunger was healthy for kids. Plus, with work being so hectic, she often forgot to eat in the mornings.

“Then I’ll make sure you don’t skip breakfast. The Pollack family chefs whip up a mean. breakfast. I’ll have them go to your place later.”

Tristan was nearly moved to tears. “Palmer, that’s really thoughtful of you., Noella really isn’t big on breakfasts. Appreciate you looking out for her.”

“It’s the least I can do. Taking care of Noella is my responsibility.”

The smiles on the faces of the Schnabel sons were about to disappear!

Palmer was definitely here to steal their sister, no doubt about it!

Sienna turned to Noella, “Honey, I’ve prepared some gifts for you to take to Sexton. We can’t show up empty–handed on our first visit.”

“Got it.”

the gifts and hopped

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sunlight, a limited edition luxury car worth a cool billion, not to mention the custom mods. To Noella,

in the old car

you. Also, I hope I can clear

She didn’t care for his explanation, just like he never

didn’t want our time together to be colored

my gift, one for Ms. Schnabel, and one for

box, a gift

saying she was the

not mad, and even if you are, please don’t ignore me. And…” Palmer paused, searching for the right words. “You have

girl he was into was his betrothed all

because you were a chatterbox,

Years working with Palmer and she never thought she’d see the day someone

is badass!

out, will you

did she say she needed

“Sure.”

opened the door and with a slight bow, offered his hand to Noella. “I’m glad you’re willing to come

a deep breath, reminding herself that this was just

car with him. His scent was a subtle sandalwood, warm like

the moment Palmer and Noella held hands – a match

Sexton and Marcel were staring

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Chucher 47

they haven’t shown up yet?” asked

even bother with a birthday gift for my granddaughter yesterday, and now

prepare a gift? It’s for my future granddaughter–in–law! You think I’ll just hand

you’re one to talk! You’re

getting riled up.

only you had told me you had another granddaughter,

about Yvonne, always dolled up like she’s about to become an

wrong with Yvonne? I never said she was my granddaughter. I’ve got

younger, you’re getting what’s coming to you! As for Yvonne, as long as you know what’s

chuckled with an air of dignified authority, the vibe of someone who’s used