The Killer Queen by Noella Briony
Chapter 20
Chapter 20
Palmer hung around Sexton for a bit before getting up and walking out of the ward.
Outside the ward, Yvonne was practically drooling over Palmer.
“Palmy, how about we grab dinner together? I know this killer spot downtown that’s just perfect. for couples–super romantic. I have always wanted to go there with you.
Palmer didn’t even give her a glance, his profile cold as ice, untouched by the world, his eyes sparkling like diamonds.
“Beat it.”
The bodyguards kept Yvonne at bay, preventing her from getting any closer to Palmer.
Yvonne was stamping her feet in frustration!
Once Palmer realizes how awesome she is, he’s bound to fall for her!
He must have kicked her out because he’s clueless about their engagement.
After some thought, Yvonne dialed a number on her cellphone.
“Hello, I’d like to add a trending topic on Twitter, about the Schnabel family and the Pollack family’s engagement!”
Palmer sat in the doctor’s office, pondering over Sexton’s poisoning incident.
Calvin came jogging in, his forehead slick with sweat.
“Mr. Pollack, I’ve looked over Sexton’s prescription; there’s nothing wrong with it, but someone. switched up some of the meds he was taking. I’ve checked his health, and the surgery was a success! Thankfully, whoever operated on him was a real pro; it looks like the work of a master!”
Palmer eased up a bit and asked, “A master? Yvonne claimed she did the surgery.”
Calvin swore in exasperation.
“Fat chance, I had her in class just yesterday, and she couldn’t even tell different surgical blades apart. And she’s supposed to perform surgery? The person who operated on Sexton is clearly an expert, a genius even! It kinda reminds me of Ulrich’s technique.”
Palmer nodded.
“Thanks, Professor Calvin, for looking after my grandfather.”
“That’s my job. Gonna make my rounds now.”
Calvin couldn’t stop thinking about the wound he’d seen as it was stitched up so beautifully!
If it weren’t for Sexton’s high–profile status, he’d have taken a photo to study it.
also Marcel’s grandson. If he happened to
in Marcel’s room
mistaking the grandson for
“Boss, Ms. Schnabel has bought a
let out a shriek and whipped out her phone.
was the engagement between Yvonne and
detailed introductions of Palmer and Yvonne, pointing out that the
from an event, “I, Beckett, only have one
section was covertly gorging on the
about? It was like a tale of
a match made in heaven with Mr.
buzzing–when’s the
was gobsmacked!
goodness they don’t have your photo, Mr. Pollack
Posting so many edited pictures of herself,
lips curled in a cold smirk, his whole being exuding a frosty aura!
knew him were aware that
icy glint flashed in his
icily, “Scrub the post, find out who’s behind this,
“Right away!”
for the Schnabel family.”
did Ms. Schnabel’s reminder jog your memory about your
has to be for Ms. Schnabel, and
“Are you daft? If Mr. Pollack was
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told Ms, Schnabel to scram just now. After buying such a crazy
secretary was silent. Right, Palmer did just kick
are you up
spoke calmly. “One’s for Ulrich to thank him for
almost bit
grandfather has just come around, and you’re calling off the engagement?
retorted. “You’re the dalt one. With Ms. Schnabel acting like this, buying that nutty trending topic, it Mr. Pollack doesn’t call
said, “Mr. Pollack, the Schnabel family does have. another daughter, Elara, currently doing research in Emerald County. She’s the
took the iPad.
face, Elara, in a lab
postdoc at 18,
Pollack, are you canceling the engagement with
engagement
the Schnabel family, not some Ms. Schnabel. Get the break–up gift ready, and I’m going to call
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