The Killer Queen (Noella Briony)

"Talk about shooting for the moon," Kitai muttered under his breath, "You're just a salesman. Do you even understand Azure?"

Kitai remained silent, his ego slightly bruised. Truth be told, he didn't know the first thing about Azure. But he knew plenty about Noella, and that had to count for something, right?

Myra rolled her eyes so hard. "Even if you spend a fortune, someone reeking of cheap cologne without an ounce of sophistication will never grasp the essence of Master Azure's art!"

Noella leaned in, a smirk playing on her lips, "Oh, you get it, do you?"

“Of course, I do!" Myra asserted, her voice dripping with enthusiasm. "Master Azure's works are like the universe's treasures, brimming with energy! Every time I see them, it's like my soul gets a much-needed cleanse! It's all about expressing freedom and the pursuit of ultimate beauty!”

"You grew up in the sticks, didn't you? It's no wonder you can't appreciate such profound art,” she snorted, looking at Kitai with undisguised contempt.

Kitai's lips twitched in annoyance. He had been by his boss's side for years and had yet to find these deep meanings in the sketches that were often the result of hitting a creative wall

Freedom of the soul, really?

As Myra rambled on about Azure's design philosophies, she didn't miss an opportunity to throw shade at Noella. "You wouldn't know art if it hit you in the face!”

Noella's reply was calm, yet devastating. "You've got some spinach in your teeth."

An awkward silence fell over the group, broken only by Myra's horrified scream as she dashed into the depths of the Azure store.

Watching her flee, Oriana and the others hurried after. fearing what their little tyrant might do next.

Kitai sighed, “Boss, looks like you've got yourself a die-hard fan. If she knew she was insulting you to your face, she'd probably cry even harder.” Noella's response was indifferent. She was here at Azure on behalf of the Schnabel family, having promised to design some clothes for them.

Elara had been pestering her for days, eager to wear one of Noella's creations to a science summit, hoping to impress her idol with her sister's handiwork.

"Clear out a workspace for me.” "Don't worry, boss. No one dares to touch your workspace!”

Kitai nearly jumped with excitement as Noella headed for the studio. The potential boost to Azure's sales figures next quarter had him grinning from ear to ear.

At the Pollack Mansion in Serene Haven’s Dragon Tower, Helen sat surrounded by piles of documents, pouring over them with her reading glasses perched on her nose.

Sexton couldn't help but tease her relentless dedication. "What's this? Studying for the top scholar award?" "Shut it, will you? I'm busy here," Helen snapped, her focus unbroken.

Merrily carrying a cup, Sexton approached and saw that what Helen had been looking at was actually Garrick's research papers from the past few years!

"Why are you reading his papers? Can that guy write anything worthwhile?"

"I'm planning to report Garrick, so I have to prepare various things, who knows which side will require the materials I submit.” Helen wanted Garrick to fall from power, absolutely and completely! With no chance of climbing back up!

Sexton somewhat disagreed. “Why bother with all this at your age?”

"It's because I'm old that I'm bothering with it; otherwise. I'd wait until I'm buried and go to the grave? Either get out of the way or help me."

The words were coarse, but the reason was clear.

Sexton sat down and took a look at the materials. "To take down Garrick with this stuff. I'm afraid it won't work.”

"Is that what you think? I've contacted a few old friends for help, and I'm going to make some noise at the upcoming science summit in a few days.”

Seeing Helen's determination to deal with Garrick, the old man didn't interfere. As she carefully examined the documents, her gentle expression seemed to transport them back to their shared past...

In Sexton's eyes, there were a few more traces of regret and reluctance. His voice was low as he muttered tohimself while leaning on his walkigg stick and leaving. x ‘People-coming to this world fora visi always leave with some~ regrets! I didn't marry you because of Harriet; it was Harriet who told me you love money and asked me to pursue you with it. Helen, in my life, the person I can't let go the most is you..."

Helen's hand trembled as she turned the page to the next piece of information: Pretending like she => hadn't héard anything at all, only Rer hand was shaking so much that she coukint turn the pages and ber vision blurred! 6

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Unrelated to fleeting passions, all that's left are the lingering feelings in life and the unspoken love that has been held for half a lifetime.

At the Imperial City Hotel, the annual science summit was underway, drawing the elite of the research world.

Noella's presence, alongside Merrick and Freya, sparked whispers and speculation, confirming her identity as the cherished Ms. Noella of the Schnabel family.

Elara's anticipation to meet her idol, Loadstar, was palpable, a testament to the revered status the mysterious figure held in the scientific community.

As they navigated the crowd, the entrance of Garrick, wheelchaicBound and accompanied bya visibly distressed Bowie, setihe stage for an eventful gathering, promising revelations and perhaps, unexpected confrontations"Content ©

Elara feigned ignorance, her tone dripping with mock concern "Aw, Bowie, you look like you've swallowed a lemon. What's up? Rough night?”

Rough night was an understatement. He'd been tossing and turning, half-tempted to confront Elara in the dead of night about why she had decided to sabotage his business!

He had finally managed to get one over on Lorne, securing a spot at the Richardson family table, only for it to crumble to dust! Bowie forced a smile, but his bloodshot eyes gave him away, making him look rather intimidating.

His business was on the brink of breaking through, of establishing a firm foothold within the Richardson empire! But then, his entire operation was hit with an industry-wide boycott.

After some digging. he found out that the Schnabels, the Pollacks, and Polaris Star had all banded together against him! Now. no one in the industry dared to associate with him! Grinding his teeth, Bowie met Noella's calm gaze, each word seething through clenched teeth.

"Does Ms. Schnabel happen to know what I might have done to offend Polaris Star? They've left me no quarter!"