CHapter 99


    Erek had been staring at Palmer for quite a while before he suddenly remembered thatst time at


    the bar, his boss was dancing with a guy on the dance floor, and he even recorded a video,


    nning to post it in the Obelisk Organization’s private chat.


    Look at that; even the boss had her romantic escapades!


    “Never thought you’d have a fling with Abyssal Organization’s Vocalist. Boss, you’re…”


    Erek gave Noe a thumbs up, his face beaming with pride.


    That was their boss, nothing short of awesome!


    A smile yed on Palmer’s lips as he cast a meaningful nce at Noe.


    Noe lifted her foot and aimed a kick at Erek. “Did you defuse all the bombs in the hospital?”


    Erek dodged with practiced ease. “Ah… not yet. Thorpe nted forty–eight bombs in this hospital;


    I’m still on the hunt.”


    Speaking of bombs got Erek steamed up.


    Last time at the bar, Thorpe and Toxic Monarch were defusing bombs everywhere, and Erek spent


    the whole night defusing them instead of having fun!


    He didn’t even have a second to say hi to the pretty boy who was hitting on his boss, talk about.


    infuriating!


    Luckily, he got another chance to meet him, and he was even his boss‘ fiancé now. Just the thought


    made Erek excited!


    “Nice to meet you, Mr Pock. I’m a member of the Obelisk Organization; after you marry our boss,


    we’ll be part of the family assets you guys share! Looking forward to working with you, Mr. Pock!”


    Noe couldn’t hold back and kicked Erek in the back.


    “One half–hour, miss one bomb, and you lose a month’s sry.”


    “Come on! Boss, you’re heartless!”


    Erek thought about his already pitiful paycheck, and with tears as wide as noodles, he greeted


    Palmer and headed off to defuse bombs.


    Palmer called out to Erek, “Abyssal Organization has a member who’s good at defusing, too; go


    with him.”


    “Aw, how can I ept this kindness? Mr. Pock, you’re such a good guy!”


    Noe nced over. “Fifteen minutes. If you defuse fewer bombs than the guy from Abyssal


    Organization, you lose a year’s sry.”


    A year’s sry! His pay was already peanuts!


    Filled with righteous indignation, Erek left on his noble mission to out–defuse bombs against the


    folks from the Abyssal Organization.


    Now, it was like he had a blood feud with the Abyssal Organization!


    Palmer unfolded a medical mask from the desk and carefully ced it on Noe.


    He was a good half–head taller than her, so he had to bend down slightly when he spoke, making it


    sound like his voice wasing from deep within his chest.


    “Got apetitive streak with my people, too?”


    “It’s only right, you wouldn’t want your Abyssal Organization to be weaker than my Obelisk


    Organization, would you?”


    Palmer smiled, brushed Noe’s hair aside, and tucked it neatly behind her ear. “Of course not, but


    I just think that someone too weak can’t protect my fiancée. Abyssal Organization’s folks started off


    protecting themselves but ended up protecting those I want to protect. It’s the same with your


    Obelisk Organization, right?”


    “Yeah, the same.”


    Their kind lived on the edge of danger in the international warzones, amid de and shadow, filled


    with destion and blood–stained sin.


    Noe had founded Obelisk Organization initially just to protect those she rescued from Pris


    Star.


    She, too, was once part of Pris Star; they were saving themselves, defending themselves, and


    protecting their loved ones!


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    The year she was taken to Pris Star, she managed to save herself and learned all sorts of skills


    with the members there.


    When she returned to Old Mrs. Lambert’s side, she concocted a potion to conceal all traces of her


    assassin life on her hand so as not to worry her grandmother.


    Old Mrs. Lambert said nothing, just hugged her over and over, saying it was good to have her back,


    her treasure by her side.


    During that year, apart from Old Mrs. Lambert, no one sought her out!


    Vincent and Belinda couldn’t care less about her safety, so much so that her multiple returns to


    Pris Star went unnoticed.


    Noe looked at her hands and let out a self–deprecating chuckle behind her mask.


    At least she had protected her grandmother, and now there were more family members she wanted


    to protect.


    Palmer felt the subtle shift in her mood and took her hand, enveloping it in his warm palm.


    BLA


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    “Don’t think about the past; we have now and the future. Don’t be sad.”


    Noe was surprised. How did he know she was reminiscing?


    Palmer looked into those eyes that shimmered like ss beads, now reflecting only his image.


    satisfying his heart immensely.


    He picked up a mask and handed it to her. “Would you mind? I can’t see my own face.”


    Noe took the mask, a bit speechless.


    Even if he couldn’t see his face, there were mirrors in the office; couldn’t he see for himself?


    Meeting his expectant gaze, Noe took the mask and carefully fitted it on him.


    “Let’s go; Thorpe’s little brother’s room is just next door; it’s just Thorpe and his brother in there


    now.”


    Noe followed Palmer into the hospital room where Thorpe sat peeling an apple for a middle–aged


    man lying in bed.


    Hearing the noise at the door, Thorpe immediately stood up, alert, with the fruit knife aimed at the


    entrance, on guard.


    Noe ignored his actions and went straight to the man lying in the hospital bed.


    “Give me your hand.”


    The man in bed was pale, his lips tinged with an unhealthy shade of ck and purple, and he


    reached out his hand to Noe.


    Thorpe looked like he had seen a ghost, his muscles all tensed up and on high alert, ready for these


    two to make a move. But when the woman approached, his guard was totally gone!


    “You!”


    He threw up his hand, trying to shove Noe away, but Palmer behind him grabbed his wrist in


    a vice grip.


    Those eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, pinned Thorpe in ce as Palmer icily said, “Mr. Thorpe, since


    you’re so keen on meeting Phantom Surgeon Lunaris, being rude is a no–go.”


    “She’s Phantom Surgeon Lunaris?”


    “Mr. Thorpe, with all your cronies lurking around here, you’re telling me you didn’t notice someone


    getting close?”


    Thorpe grudgingly pulled back his hand, only to realize that the spot where Palmer had grabbed him


    had gone totally numb!


    Among those who had crossed paths with him, only one person had the bone–chilling power and


    killer vibe to pull that off!


    “You’re Vocalist! Since Lunaris is here, I’ll y ball with your demands, but for the life of me. I


    10:23


    can’t figure out why you’d want the director of Heartfelt Orphanage.”


    One of the conditions Phantom Surgeon Lunarisid out for treating his brother was for Those to


    hand over the director of Heartfelt Orphanage,


    Palmer let out a scoff, nting himself between Noe and Thorpe, blocking any chance of Thorpe


    getting close to Noe.


    His voice dripped with a chill that could freeze hell over, and his animosity towards Thorpe wasn’t


    exactly under wraps.


    “It’s getting chilly; my fiancée hates the cold. I figured I’d make her a nice human fur coat and what’s


    left could double as a piece of art, a nice little knick–knack. What do you think, Me Thorpe?”


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    Human fur coat? Thorpe’s eyes nearly popped out of his head!


    “Are you kidding me? You went through all this trouble for a fur coat?”


    “Do I look like I’m joking, Mr. Thorpe? Can’t you tell?”