The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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 be there and performed the surgery, it’s not out

he was in Marcel’s room when Sexton

post–surgery, mistaking the grandson for the granddaughter!

a phone, whispering, “Boss, Ms. Schnabel

shriek

list was the engagement between

pointing out that the

only have one sister, and the Schnabel family will always

comment section was covertly gorging on the

high–profile engagement announcement about? It was like a tale of a mogul and a princess in

every bit the perfect lady, a match made

crowd’s buzzing–when’s the

was gobsmacked!

they don’t have

edited pictures of herself, she doesn’t look anything like

smirk, his whole being

him were aware

glint flashed in his

icily, “Scrub the post, find out who’s behind this, bankrupt those marketing accounts, and sue

“Right away!”

two gifts for the Schnabel

secretary got all excited. “Aww, Mr. Pollack, did Ms. Schnabel’s reminder jog your memory about your engagement, and now you’re off to ask for her

for Ms. Schnabel, and the other for

“Are you daft? If Mr. Pollack was going to propose, he

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buying such a crazy trending topic, how could he go ask for

Right, Palmer did just kick Yvonne out!

are you up to then, Mr. Pollack?”

an air of nobility, Palmer spoke calmly. “One’s for Ulrich to thank him for

bit

your grandfather has just come around, and you’re calling off the engagement? If he finds out, won’t he have a relapse

dalt one. With Ms. Schnabel acting like this, buying that nutty trending topic, it

does have. another daughter, Elara, currently doing research in Emerald County. She’s the one whose lab made headlines last

the iPad.

was a photo of a girl with an expressionless face, Elara, in a

family actually has another daughter, and she’s a genius at that, a postdoc at 18, an honorary fellow at the Harmonia Country Science Research Institute–now there’s the true daughter of the Schnabel family!”

engagement with this Ms. Schnabel

was silent. He didn’t have an engagement with every Ms. Schnabel out

not some Ms. Schnabel. Get the break–up gift ready, and I’m going to call it