The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 145

Noella in the car wore an air of indifference, her eyes clear, captivating and spirited. Her lips parted ever so slightly, a coolness radiating from her poised figure, at once stunning and aloof.

Walden felt a curious itch in his heart at the sight of her. “Ms. Schnabel, I truly wish to befriend you. Mr. Pollack just isn't right for you. Have you considered giving me a chance?”

The words had barely left his mouth when Erek thought the guy must be off his rocker. Their boss had laid it out plain as day, and yet here he was, pretending to be clueless?

That was just boring! On the spot, Erek coughed twice and whipped out his phone, beginning his performance with gusto.

“Mr. Pollack! This is Ms. Noella’s driver. We've met before. Ms. Noella had to swing by the bank to retrieve some items. Ran into some joker who had the nerve to suggest Ms. Noella should ditch you!”

Smiling, Erek turned to Walden, “Walden, care to chat with Mr. Pollack? He seems keen on making your acquaintance.”

Walden couldn't believe even Noella's driver lacked such tact. To think he had the gall to call Palmer to his face!

If Palmer learned he was brazenly hitting on his girl, would Walden even have a leg to stand on?

Meeting Noella's cool gaze, Walden clenched his teeth, “I have a feeling our paths will cross again, and when they do, you'll regret your choice today.”

Walden then strode away.

Erek handed the phone to Noella, and Palmer's voice emerged from the receiver, “Why didn't you tell me someone was bothering you? Walden? I’ve kept it in mind.”

“I’m fine; it was just a random encounter on the street.”

“To think I didn’t know you were going to the bank today, and Walden ‘happens’ to be there? Quite the tactic!” Palmer adjusted his tie, his eyes glinting coldly at the documents before him, yet his voice exceedingly softened, “Join me for lunch today?”

“Can’t, I’ve got some things to take care of.”

“How about dinner then?”

“I have to return to the lab tonight.”

“Then let's do a late-night snack; I’ll come get you.”

As the conversation unfolded, Noella couldn't help but detect a whine in Palmer's tone, as if he were almost...pouting.

But then she thought, the formidable CEO of the Pollack Group wouldn't even know how to pout, right?

“Hurry up and agree, I have a meeting. If my people hear me talking like this, there goes my authority,” Palmer urged.

Noella could hardly picture the company staff's reaction to Palmer's tone; it would be quite the scene. Helplessly, she nodded, “Alright.”

After hanging up, Palmer's voice instantly dropped a couple of degrees, icy and stern.

“Annie, bring up all recent dealings with the Gruber family.”

“Yes, Mr. Pollack. Are we cutting ties with them?”

A cold smile played on Palmer’s lips as his eyes narrowed menacingly. “We are going to outbid the Gruber family on every deal. They dare to hassle my fiancée; they will pay.”

Annie realized the gravity of the situation. Someone from the Gruber family had harassed their boss’s future wife!

Sweet and graceful Ms. Noella, stuck dealing with those relentless Gruber folks? The thought was unbearable!

“Yes, Mr. Pollack! Rest assured, I shall defend Ms. Noella to my last breath!”

Palmer raised his head and glanced at Annie, his gaze fleeting.