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The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 86

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 icecold, 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 crystalclear 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

a tad rude. Now that

But hey, if you are itching to figure me out, there are plenty of ways. I’m an open book.” 

Noella pursed her lips, glancing at Palmer, Saw this morning’s gossip rag tagging you with some mystery actress at a hotel. Cool with that?” 

His smile froze instantly. Tabloid journos always cook up anything for clicks

If Noella actually bought that spiel, he’d be up incapable of defending himself

A smirk played on Noella’s lips

Annie, the dutiful assistant, leapt into action as she watched her boss get cornered, Miss, that 

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Chapter 66 

was a family member related to Mr. Pollack, and they were at the Pollack Group’s hotel. We’ll handle that media mess, so you just sit tight.” 

Noella wasn’t really using the news to test Palmer. She just got a kick out of seeing him. 

squirm

Palmer chuckled wryly, his eyes never straying from 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 a bit of time.” 

Now Noella was the one who couldn’t muster a smile. She never wanted to meet his family

But Palmer took it to heart. He turned around to arrange a Pollack family dinner, and with Noella unable to get a word in edgewise, she just let it be

In the Horwich Mansion 

Yvonne sat on the couch and 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 painting I slaved over for two months!” 

Merrick had seen Yvonne’s dedication to that piece and knew it was a labor of love

But if Noella tossed it, there must be a reason

He’d given Noella the gallery and wasn’t about to meddle. Whatever she wanted to do was fine by him

Watching Yvonne cry her heart out, Tristan 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, hang them up, and have your own show.” 

Yvonne’s tears stopped in their tracks!” 

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

They were fobbing her off with that little space?! 

And why did Noella get the prime gallery, and she’s left with crumbs

Dad, that’s not what I meant. I just want an explanation. She’s being unfair to me. Is 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 like this, then God knows what she’ll do with the gallery.She retorted

Merrick waved it off as if it were nothing. Noella can do as she pleases. Worst case, the gallery goes under. No biggie.” 

No biggie?! 

That gallery was the Imperial City’s art hub and home to the most Killian masterpieces. If 

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