The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Palmer was feeling a bit of regret. He reached out, twirling a strand of Noella’s hair that had fallen across her face between his fingers. “If we were somewhere else, say in the international warzones, their fate wouldn’t have been so lucky.”

In the international warzones, he was known as Vocalist, the fearsome leader of a killer organization. Those who fell into his hands usually had one inevitable outcome!

Death!

The Lambert family should count their blessings for having raised Noella for nearly nineteen years. Otherwise, what they would face from him wouldn’t be so lenient!

Palmer squinted slightly, shielding the sunlight from Noella’s eyes, coaxing her to look into his.

“I’m thinking of bankrupting the Rosenberg family. Would my dear fiancée mind?”

“Why would I mind?”

What did she have to do with the Rosenberg family? Even if Milford had been betrothed to her in childhood, his fiancée in question was “Ms. Lambert“, not her personally.

“You don’t need to tell me what you’re up to. Aren’t you already on it?”

Noella was speechless.

Did Palmer have a screw loose or something? Every single day, whatever he was up to, he would shoot her a message. Photos of his meals, videos from his schmoozing sessions, even updates on whom he’s met – and if she didn’t text back, he would call up to ask!

She had no choice but to reply with a sentence or two every time Palmer texted her. This back–and–forth meant she was pretty much clued into his daily doings.

Palmer chuckled.

This little ingrate – he shared everything with her, and she couldn’t get the hint?

“I’m keeping you in the loop to put your mind at ease and also to keep myself on your mind. Since you’re not used to missing me, I can work on that!”

She w

wasn’t used to having him around, which was fine! He was going to gradually make her get

used to it.

“Thorpe sent me a message, hoping I’d give up Lunaris‘ consultation rights. What do you think, my dear fiancée?”

“Can’t you call me something else?”

Always with that title, it was like the whole world knew she was his betrothed. Noella felt her face burning with embarrassment.

“Sure, how about ‘babe‘? ‘Honey“? I’m open to other nicknames, but I’d prefer them after we’re

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married.”

Never mind, call me whatever you

willing to treat him?”

find the person to uncover the truth

case that self–proclaimed humanitarian doctor also came from

lurking behind these events,

of it.

I’ll get in touch with Thorpe, but I

“What’s that?”

side, almost flush against him, creating an intimate atmosphere that even the air seemed to

see Thorpe, you have to take

out if he

his brother’s

pretext; he doesn’t know who I am. I don’t like the idea of my fiancée

a doctor going to see a patient – what was there for

Was he nuts?

time, I took off his

speechless at Noella’s retort, and for once, he seemed a bit

of mischief sparkled in

lying in the ICU bed,

you’re awake. We can move you to a regular ward now.”

how did I end

explained. “You

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Chapter 67

from the harbor back to Emerald County. You almost drowned, and

to

a plan!

had popped up and spoiled her chance. Otherwise, by now, the billion

because he didn’t want her to strike it rich or steal Noella’s thunder. Looked like she needed to find some

wheeled her bed out, glancing

Pollack is so devoted, visiting his grandfather at the

of sorrow, he would surely be drawn to her. Just a bit

Yvonne was settled in the regular ward, the nurse left. Yvonne

few silver–haired old gents. That meant Palmer

the room, even tugging

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