Chapter 60

Alkaid and Ivan were only so eager to see Noella off because they wanted to get a gander at what the big cheese of the Abyssal Organization looked like!

But they got just a glimpse of the hoity–tolty Palmer sitting in the car.

When Palmer gave them the eye. Alkald and Ivan felt like they were under attack by that sharp hawk–like stare, full of scrutiny and wariness, as he watched them holding Noella’s hand.

Holy moly, the CEO of the Pollack Group was seriously intimidating!

Calis

Alkaid whispered, “What do you reckon, could the Pollack Group’s CEO be that Vocalist from the Abyssal Organization?

“Do you even have to ask? With the way he was looking at us, he was practically shooting daggers.”

“Dude, I thought Noella was playing the field! The Pollack Group with all their riches, probably offing people for fun when they’re bored, huh? Gee, I didn’t expect that our gang would be getting hitched with the Abyssal Organization even now!”

Ivan rolled his eyes. “Our boss ain’t any better. What if she tricked or snatched that Vocalist, huh?”

“You might be onto something.

The two exchanged glances, watching the Porsche Cayenne’s exhaust fumes fade into the distance, lost for words.

Inside the latest model Cayenne, Palmer handed Noella a cup of water, and gently touched her

hands.

Thank goodness, not too cold. She hasn’t frozen.

Noella felt weird and thought, “I’m not a toddler; how would I let myself get cold?”

“It’s been days, but only now did I realize that I could actually miss someone this much,” said Palmer.

Annie, sitting in the passenger seat, was shivering with goosebumps!

The old Mr. Pollack, Sexton Pollack, was worried Palmer didn’t know how to romance, but with that smooth talk, it was more like worrying whether Noella could handle it!

Palmer watched Noella sipping water with a smile growing deeper.

Noella capped the cup and glanced at Palmer with a coquettish look, murmuring, “You always this straightforward?”

hate showing emotions as a kid. So after my mom passed away, I’ve been full of regret. If I’d expressed my feelings

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loved

in Palmer’s voice, a hint of sorrow in his handsome and stern features, his smile

didn’t mean

you comes straight from the heart. If you don’t like it. I’ll learn to change. Just

thinking how on earth was Miss Noella going to turn down her

enough. Noella simply stated, “No need to change.”

asked, “So, do you like hearing

him being such a

silently pulled out earplugs from her bag and put them on with practiced ease. maintaining the professionalism

do you fancy eating? Got

shook her head.

“Anything’s fine.”

Palmer, and the Schnabel family wouldn’t wait for her. Tristan and Sienna were probably

first, and afterwards, I want to take you somewhere.”

“Where to?”

we? Heard you went to MediCore University today with your brother. Thinking

knew her whereabouts; she had turned a blind eye

want me

hand, warming it in his, a feeling that always brought him comfort, as if all the fatigue and the sickening backstabbing just

mean. Medical studies are tough, and you’d be in the lab most of the time. I’d think you’d prefer

certainly wouldn’t just abandon her own organization. To have time for taking on jobs, she couldn’t schedule all

divided between old Mrs. Lambert

the Schnabel family and Palmer. For the first time, Noella felt like there weren’t enough hours in

think about

his handsome face glowing, almost dazzling. If Noella studied medicine, she’d hardly have time for him, and that

she didn’t need to waste

grandpa Sexton’s medicine is all arranged; it’ll be delivered

come to pick you

bund in Imperial City, the rippling river reflected the palatial restaurant on the roadside. where the piano

for Noella, a perfect gentleman, and only sat down opposite her after making

deal

took a job under Lunaris‘ name, and got taken away by Thorpe. She should be at the port by

Schnabel family. If she was indeed taken out of the country

affectionate gaze on her face, always feeling at

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