The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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.

rude. Now that !

to figure me out,

at Palmer, “Saw this morning’s gossip rag tagging you with some mystery actress at a

journos always

Noella actually bought that spiel, he’d

on Noella’s lips.

she watched her boss get cornered, “Miss, that

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Chapter 66

Mr. Pollack, and they were at the Pollack Group’s

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

squirm.

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 a bit of time.”

one who couldn’t muster a smile. She never

heart. He turned around to arrange a Pollack family dinner, and with

the Horwich Mansion

was bawling her eyes out. Her tears were flowing like a faucet as she said, “Grandpa, I never wanted to compete with Noella! But she’s just too much. She tossed out the

to that piece and knew it was a

tossed it, there must be

gallery and wasn’t about to meddle. Whatever she wanted to do was fine by

“Yvonne, the gallery’s Noella’s now. Our hands are tied. Here’s what we’ll do:

tears stopped in their

gallery wasn’t even a tenth of Merrick’s

were fobbing her off with that

prime gallery,

my heart and soul. Grandpa’s an artist: surely he understands the significance of a work. If she treats an artist’s work like this, then God knows what she’ll do with the gallery.” She

do as she pleases. Worst case, the gallery goes