The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 266

[Boss, since when did you start caring about these conferences?]

Polaris Star gets bombarded with invites every year. Noella always thought of them as nothing more than gatherings of so-called industry insiders putting on airs. Polaris Star had its own well-oiled machine internally. There wasn't any need to network or expand resources at these conferences. It was the organizers who were desperate to connect with Polaris Star by any means necessary.

[I've changed my mind. How's the investigation going?]

[Phecda managed to snag a medical report on Lavinia Richardson, and it looks fishy. You better take a look yourself.]

Reviewing the medical report on her phone, Noella's brow furrowed slightly.

She'd had her suspicions about Lavinia's condition and had Polaris Star's people look into it. The data in the report only confirmed her hunch!

Seeing Noella engrossed in her phone, Palmer placed some peeled shrimp on her plate. "Is everything alright?"

Polaris Star's internal communications were in code, indecipherable to those not trained to understand it.

Noella quickly sent a message to Professor Calvin and put away her phone.

"Nothing. Just discussing Grandpa's medication with Professor Calvin. And Grandpa Sexton's prescriptions seemed off. This morning, I spotted a few discrepancies."

Now responsible for Sexton and Marcel's health, Noella occasionally gave the old gentlemen massages. However, Marcel, not wanting to burden his granddaughter, often had Ulrich, his strong and knowledgeable grandson, do it instead.

Spotting issues with Sexton's medication that morning had raised Noella's concern.

"Grandpa's medication was off?"

"It seems Grandpa Sexton caught a cold and chose his own medication."

There were a few more medications Noella needed to discuss with Calvin.

Calvin's reply came quickly.

[You are interested in a case? Great, swing by the hospital when you have time, and we'll talk.]

[See you later today.]

After replying, Noella put away her phone. "Sorry for interrupting the meal."

Jacob quickly interjected. "No worries! Whether you're checking on the old man's health or playing games, it's all good here. Palmer spoils you rotten!"

While he spoke, he worried that Palmer might not express himself well and nudged him under the table.

Palmer chuckled helplessly. "Of course, Noella can do whatever she pleases here. Although, if it's gaming, I hope she'll play with me."

His tone was filled with adoration.

Elara shivered at his words. "You better keep your word, or Noella might not marry you! You wouldn't believe how many folks at the lab have been asking me for Noella's contact info!"

But Elara hadn't given it to a single one.

Those balding researchers, despite their hairless heads, were dreaming of being with her sweet and innocent sister!

Jacob turned serious. "Elara, got your eye on anyone?"

Elara rolled her eyes. "Why would I fall for someone who's worse at experiments, has less hair, less money, less looks, and throws their back out lifting a water jug compared to me? I've called several 'Sir' before learning they're younger than me!"

The mere thought made Elara see stars. Men like Jacob, who found a partner in the lab, were rare gems. Elara had seen photos of a young Jacob at Sexton's place; it was no wonder a young Lavinia fell for him.