The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 63 The person on the other end of the phone had no idea that their little bit of trash talking had caused the workload for the entire organization to skyrocket overnight.

“Boss, you're so ruthless, even scamming your own flancé. Back when you were competing for missions, was that also a kind of date for you guys?” Noella interrupted them, “Beat it. | want to see the latest data on Reagent Number Three by tomorrow morning.” A shrill scream echoed through the phone! “Boss, just ‘cause we interrupted your little date, you're gonna make us stay up all night? That's cold!” Fearing the workload might increase even further, Alioth quickly hung up and blocked his boss’s number.

Palmer's smile widened, and a muffled grunt escaped his chest, oozing sex appeal.

“So you like this kind of date, huh? Then Abyssal Organization will have to collaborate with Obelisk Organization more often, to give us more opportunities for ‘dates.”” Noella was like, is this what they call dating? Noella gave him a puzzled look and asked lightly. “Why did you take the order?” “I’m not that magnanimous. | don’t want my fiancée treating other men.” “Your grandfather is also a man.” Palmer struggled for a response.

“Doesn't he count? Next tI'll have to tell Grandpa Sexton you said he’s not a man.” Palmer's smile was choked out, and his handsface showed a rare look of embarrassment. the corners of his eyes tinged with a blush, making his good looks even more strikingly beautiful.

Noella’s lips curled into a triumphant smile! Palmer was just petty. She was a doctor; since when did she discriminate by gender? He was just looking for trouble! “How’d you know Thorpe was treating a man?” asked Noella.

Palmer reached for his gold-rimmed glasses and handed them to Noella. “Helpclean them, will you? | can’t see the road.” “Need to clean non-prescription glasses? | think you see better without them.” “They're special glasses.” Chapter 63 Noella took a look and angled the lenses to catch the light, revealing a thin data screen, a mini surveillance device! This device was once sold on the black market for a high price by Polaris Star, and she didn’t expect Palmer to have bought it.

All the data from Polaris Star cfrom her, and seeing this monitor, Noella understood what Palmer meant.

“You've put surveillance on Thorpe?” | “Isn't it the swith you? Like I said, we are always in sync.” After a moment of silence, Noella carefully wiped the lenses clean with her handkerchief and handed them back to Palmer.

“My people aren't there to watch Thorpe; they're looking for the director of Heartfelt Orphanage.” Thorpe had taken the director of Heartfelt Orphanage, and Polaris Star's people were on their trail.

Palmer enjoyed watching her seriously cleaning his glasses, the night's shadows casting down on her as she slightly bowed her head, her eyelashes shielding her starry eyes, giving him more tto admire her.

Thinking of how calm and graceful she looked while cleaning his glasses made his heart soften. feeling warmth he hadn't felt in a long time! That was Noella’s magic, always making him want to be near her.

He put on his glasses and steered the car back towards the city. “My guys have gotten close to Thorpe. The one arrested with Toxic Monarch is Thorpe’s brother, and he has another brother who's terminally ill. That's the real reason he’s been frantically looking for Phantom Surgeon. Lunaris.” “Mhm, he got close to Toxic Monarch, supposedly to make money in Harmonia Country, but really to get his hands on Toxic Monarch’s Mirage Grass. I've analyzed the components of Mirage Grass, and it indeed acts as a catalyst for certain cancers.” “So, he won't give up easily. You need to be careful these next few days.” Noella nodded. She always had a team with her; Thorpe’s people wouldn't find it easy to approach her.

“Lettake you around for a while then. | won't be at ease otherwise.” Noella didn’t respond.

Lately, she was either accompanying her three brothers in turns or video calling Stirling, who was filming outside, and Elara, who was busy with experiments. Whenever she had time, she’d play chess with the old guys at Imperial West Hospital. Why would she need him to chauffeur Chapter 63 her? “You haven't even got your driver's license, so how about | becyour personal driver, huh?” Palmer probed further.

Noella glanced at him indifferently and said, “If you're into driving that much, why not sign up as an Uber driver and make smoney on the side?” “So are you already planning for me? You are so considerate! Don’t worry, | have a decent earning ability, so | won't let you go hungry in the future. The Lunaris order | just took can be considered as your consultation fee. If my grandpa needs money for medicine, cto me, got it? If you ever run into danger, remember to find me, okay?” Would there be tto find him if real danger struck? Palmer pulled the car into a side street and stopped under a dim street lamp. Suddenly, he leaned forward, propping his hand by Noella’s side of the car window, his presence looming as he gazed at her intensely.

“Noella, I know you've always been independent and capable; You are not like the average girl. But now you have a family. If you can, | hope you'll trust me; | can provide whatever the Schnabel family can give you, and what they can’t.” His voice carried a deep, seductive charm, like a siren singing softly on the shores. “For instance, | can offer you my embrace and my back.” Noella’s eyes widened slightly, her long lashes trembling.

They were both assassins; they knew a person’s back was only left for their most trusted partner in life and death.

“So, give it a shot - trust me, lean on me, and hey, maybe let yourself missa smidge. When you need a lift, I'll be there to scoop you up, okay?” His voice carried a hint of hurt, like he was half complaining, half begging, and it totally turned Noella into a softie.

“Mhm, got it.” Palmer smiled and gently patted her head, his palm slightly damp with a nervous warmth only he knew about.

Standing so close to Noella just then had him on pins and needles. If he wasn’t so worried about spooking his little lady, he might've even gone a bit overboard. But not yet. she’s still too young, she'd freak out.

Palmer didn’t skimp on the praise, “Such a good girl.” Imperial West Hospital In Ashlyn’s hospital room, Sienna shifted her feet, which had been rooted to the spot for a solid two hours, as she watched Ashlyn dozing off.

Chapter 63 Bright and early, she got summoned without a peep, just to stand there like a statue! Whenever Ashlyn was feeling off, Sienna got the brunt of it. She was pretty much used to it by now.

“Sienna, when did you get here? Did | ask for you?” Sienna was puzzled. What new schhad Ashlyn cooked up to mess with her this time? “Ashlyn, you calledbright and early wanting shomemade chicken soup and toldto bring it to you.” The soup was right next to Ashlyn, wafting its tempting scent, enough to make anyone's mouth water.

Ashlyn looked baffled, having completely forgotten she had summoned Sienna over. “Oh, hand it over.” Sienna took the soup, ready to feed Ashlyn, but Ashlyn’s hand shot out, knocking the bowl from Sienna’s grip, and it crashed to the floor! “Get out! You're trying to poison me! There's poison in the food. I'm calling the cops!”