The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 59

Palmer’s voice sounded a bit whiny.

Over at the Pollack Group, things were crazy busy, plus he’d been on–call like a full–time chauffeur for someone recently, racking up a backlog of work.

Now Noella wouldn’t even spare him the time for a meal. What, was he less charming than Thorpe or something?

“I wanna see you. Is that cool?”

The voice was so woeful it tugged at Noella’s heartstrings. Noella couldn’t help but twitch a smile and cave in.

“Alright, but I’ve got stuff to do in a bit.”

“Just text me the address, and I’ll pick you up.”

Noella grunted an acknowledgment and hung up.

Beckett looked up from a mountain of papers, casually asking, “Palmer?”

“Yeah, he wants to grab dinner tonight.”

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Beckett didn’t say much, just slid a bank card over to Noella. The black and gold card screamed low–key luxury, with the Rising Glory Bank logo catching the eye.

“Why are you giving me money?”

“Schnabel family dinners always involve give and take. Even if you’re engaged to Palmer, your gotta stay in the driver’s seat, get it?”

Beckett wasn’t thrilled about Noella hanging out alone with Palmer, but she’d already agreed, and he wasn’t about to cook up a reason to keep his sister tied down.

“Schnabel girls can play the game and handle a loss. No matter how tough the Pollack family is, if the Schnabels aren’t keen on a wedding, tough luck for them. Hang out with Palmer without any pressure. If you’re over it, just shoot me a text and I’ll sort out the break–off with the Pollacks in no time!”

Noella was flabbergasted. Calling off an engagement with a text?

She was gobsmacked!

Beckett chuckled a bit sheepishly, the picture of elegance and gentleness.

lately, occupational hazard. Let’s keep it our little secret. Take the money, and if it’s not enough, I’ll transfer

“Thanks, Beckett.”

Chapter 59

of East Sea

clad in a tailor–made Azure suit, stood before Noella, reporting

and might even skip the country.

“Nah.”

Yvonne’s situation soon enough. Dropping them

should go ask their big boss directly. That Abyssal

got dinner plans with Abyssal’s

turned and clung to Ivan behind him, the two weeping

the sake of the organization. Boss, what if Abyssal’s leader

killer looks, what can’t the boss do? Boss, you can’t tell your clueless fiancé. I heard he just splurged

you’re actually keeping the Pollack CEO as a backup? Oh man, this is too thrilling! Who

wit’s end sometimes dealing

sets to tonight’s experiments. No sleep until they’re

What kind of heartless boss was this!

I haven’t

“Yeah, don’t bother.”

the Lambert family had publicly disowned her and decided to move old Mrs. Lambert’s grave, with the Lambert ancestral home transferred, she had nothing to do

dolled up and jittery. She finally managed to get the East Sea Culture Company boss’s number from Vincent’s contacts, convinced that if the East Sea boss

was super confident in her looks, but the security guard at the door wouldn’t budge.

in. I really need to see Mr. Alkaid.

12:46

entrance. “You can call Mr. Alkaid directly. If he says okay, then

nearly at her wits‘ end! Did she not want to call Mr. Alkaid? The problem was he . didn’t even pick up unknown calls,

I’ll be a hit if I join

almost laughed, giving Briony the once–over. “Lady, what we don’t lack here are pretty faces

“See, you gotta at least

celebrate Noella’s birthday, and even the former Polaris Star Lab was plastered with birthday posters of her. Seeing their boss’s face at

like, “Who cares, as long as it’s not hanging at the entrance of the Lunar Lab, we’re all good.” If Noella hadn’t

up by Noella’s face at East Sea Culture Company

“She’s had work done! She