Chapter 86

“Craving anything to munch on?” he asked.

“Nah.”

Palmer got the hint and gestured for Annie to steer the car towards a downtown eatery.

“Into painting, are you? Prefer oil or sketch? Got a few decent pieces back at mine, could owing them by next time.”

“I’m more into oils. Don’t bother, I’m swamped with paintings as it is.” She said.

Master Killian must churn out a gazillion paintings for her each year, and Ivan, Killian’s star pupil leaves his works lying around Polaris Star’s lab like they’re going out of style.

“So spill. What’s your jam?” Palmer requested.

Noella couldn’t help but look up at Palmer with a puzzled look.

The guy was a mix of suave and ice–cold, one glance and you’d peg him as a ruthless ruler with a heart of stone. Yet, when he peered at her, all you could see was this uncontrollable tenderness.

Those deep and piercing eyes carried a touch frosty, while his whole vibe screamed a chilled elegance. And there, at his cuffs, a pair of ruby cufflinks added him an extra layer of posh.

“Why the sudden interest in my likes?” she asked.

“I could play the guessing game with your preferences, but hitting the nail on the head with gifts. is always a win. Plus, I wanna get to know you better.” Palmer whipped off his glasses that were perched on his prominent nose and put them aside casually.

Without the barrier of lenses, he could gaze more intently into Noella’s crystal–clear eyes.

“Before I knew you were my fiancée, prying into your likes might’ve! can, I’d rather hear it from you than through the grapevine.”

Under his intense gaze, it was like she could see a vast starry sky.

“Got it.” She nodded.

tad rude. Now that

you are itching to figure me out,

rag tagging you with some mystery actress at a hotel. Cool with that?”

journos always

spiel, he’d be up incapable

played on

action as she watched her boss get cornered, “Miss,

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the Pollack Group’s hotel. We’ll handle that media mess, so you just

the news to test Palmer. She just got a kick out of seeing him.

squirm.

Noella, “Gotcha, you’re miffed I haven’t introduced you to the Pollacks. Was worried you’d be spooked because they’re a tad overbearing. But since you’ve asked, I’ll set it up ASAP. Just give me

muster a smile. She never wanted to

He turned around to arrange a Pollack family dinner, and with Noella unable to get a word in edgewise, she just let it

Horwich Mansion

I never wanted to compete with Noella! But she’s just too much.

seen Yvonne’s dedication to that piece and knew

if Noella tossed it, there

the gallery and wasn’t about to meddle. Whatever she wanted

was getting edgy, “Yvonne, the gallery’s Noella’s now. Our hands are tied. Here’s what we’ll do: I’ve got a small gallery and now it’s yours. Take your paintings,

stopped in their

gallery wasn’t even a tenth of Merrick’s size!

her off with that little space?!

prime gallery, and she’s left with

she holding a grudge? That painting was my heart and soul. Grandpa’s an artist: surely he understands the significance of a work. If she treats an artist’s work

it off as if it were nothing. “Noella can do as she pleases. Worst case, the gallery

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