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.

Marcel’s grandson. If he happened to be there and performed the surgery, it’s not out of the question.

it he was in Marcel’s room

post–surgery, mistaking the grandson for the

in with a phone, whispering, “Boss, Ms. Schnabel has bought a trending topic

let out a shriek and

of the trending list was the engagement between Yvonne

Yvonne, pointing out that the Schnabel family had only one

were comments quoting Beckett from an event, “I, Beckett, only have one sister, and the Schnabel family will always have just

covertly

about? It was like a tale of a mogul and a princess in

Yvonne looks every bit the perfect lady, a match made in

buzzing–when’s the

was

have your photo, Mr.

lost her marbles? Posting so many edited pictures of herself, she doesn’t

in a cold smirk, his whole being exuding a

him were aware

glint flashed in his eyes.

icily, “Scrub the post, find out who’s behind this,

“Right away!”

gifts for

your memory about your engagement, and now you’re off to ask for her hand?”

gift has to be for Ms. Schnabel, and the other

in, “Are you daft? If Mr. Pollack was

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to scram just now. After buying such a crazy trending topic, how could he go ask for her

Right, Palmer did just kick Yvonne

up

spoke calmly. “One’s for Ulrich to thank him for saving Grandpa. the other’s for the

bit his

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

acting like this, buying that nutty trending topic, it Mr. Pollack doesn’t call off the engagement, that’ll kill

assistant handed over an IPad and said, “Mr. Pollack, the Schnabel family does have. another daughter, Elara, currently doing

the iPad.

girl with an expressionless face, Elara, in a

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

the engagement with

didn’t have an engagement with

engagement with the Schnabel family, not some Ms. Schnabel. Get the break–up gift ready, and I’m going