CHapter 126


    To Noe, that seemed like a wishful thinking.


    Ever since she was lured out of Glen Vige by the Fuller family under the guise of affection, only to


    nearly lose her way back to Old Mrs. Lambert’s embrace, she had learned never to trust anyone’s


    promation of fondness.


    Yet, despite herself, this very demand stirred something unfamiliar within her.


    She remained silent, and Palmer just waited.


    Winning over Noe’s heart and mind was a long road ahead, but when he saw Noe in her white


    lab coat, standing with the members of Pris Star, it ignited a fierce sense of urgency


    in him.


    Her expression was indifferent, her eyes as icy as those of the colleagues she stood with, as if they


    were the ones she truly belonged to.


    Suddenly, Palmer feared that if she couldn’t find a way to like him, she might one day return to


    Pris Star. And if that happened, he might lose the chance to see her ever again.


    Under that starry night sky of Glen Vige back then, as Noe slept, Palmer leaned against the


    window, gazing at the moonlit mountains. The vige was close to the border, near the fabled


    Pris Star Lab. He had experienced many surprises with Noe but was acutely aware that no


    girl, no matter how troubled her past, would choose the life of an assassin without reason.


    Having walked a simr path, he knew the torment it entailed, akin to walking through fire. He didn’t


    wish to delve into what Noe had endured, but he was desperate to know how he could


    protect her better.


    Palmer, who had dominated boardrooms for years, securing billion–dor deals with strategic


    finesse, found himself at a loss when it came to the girl who had captured his heart.


    Palmer drove to thergest shopping mall owned by the Pock Group, pulled up in his sleek car,


    and took Noe’s hand as they stepped out.


    “Can my fiancée tell me what role you yed in Pris Star?” he asked.


    “If you’re asking, you probably have an idea,” she replied.


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    Verdant Garden’s proximity to the border meant Palmer would surely know about the Pris Star


    lab and the Obelisk Organization base nearby.


    Her role at Pris Star? That was no longer important.


    Children taken by the Pris Star underwent inhuman trials to enhance their intellect. Chosen for


    their brilliance, even their remarkable smarts were not enough.


    Noe chuckled ruefully. The founder of Pris Star was a madman! She had moved past that


    dark chapter and didn’t wish to revisit it.


    Seeing that she didn’t want to continue. Palmer didn’t press further. He had guessed her past


    identity. If other stars followed her lead, she must have been groomed to be a leader in Pris Star!


    His girl must have endured so much.


    Taking her hand, Palmer led her into the mall.


    The grandiose mall was a cathedral of luxury, with a red carpet stretching from the entrance to


    every level. Employees stood on either side, each holding a bouquet of roses, their backdrop a


    collection of the season’s luxury items.


    For their date, Palmer had arranged to have the entire mall at their disposal, all brands at the


    service of his fiancée.


    Behind the employees, a grand rose tree sculpture in the main hall, fashioned in the likeness of a


    girl with a gown adorned with sparkling gems, unmistakably resembled Noe!


    Below it, a band in formal attire struck up a waltz, the internationally renowned Sanctified Melody


    Band, whose tickets usually cost a small fortune, was there just for Palmer and Noe’s first date.


    The mall manager, beside himself with excitement, rubbed his hands and said respectfully, “Mr.


    Pock, Ms. Noe, the tearoom is prepared, and all the new items in your size are here for you


    to choose from!”


    Working for the Pock Group for years, he had never seen Mr. Pock so intent on pleasing a girl.


    When he received the call, his hands trembled, fearing the worst for the mall, but the boss had


    called personally to arrange a date setup to a girl’s liking!


    The manager was stunned; after all, everyone knew about the engagement between Mr. Pock


    and Ms. Schnabel. And for Noe’s birthday, the mall had reced every celebrity poster with


    birthday greetings for her. In that moment, the manager knew Ms. Noe was no ordinary


    person.


    After hanging up, he swiftly arranged the spectacle before them- a rose sculpture crafted in the


    pose Noe had taken during her birthday dance.


    Noe looked up at the three–story rose sculpture, then turned to the manager. “Who made this?”


    “I did,” the manager puffed out his chest proudly. “Though I must confess, my hobby is gardening.


    The time was short, and I couldn’t quite capture Ms. Noe’s gracepletely. My apologies.”


    Palmer’s gaze lingered on the rose sculpture. “Preserve it, turn it into an eternal bloom, and send it


    to the Pock Mansion.”


    He wanted to keep this massive thing in their home? Wasn’t it a bit much?


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    Palmer said earnestly. “It’s perfect. After we’re married, let’s make a bigger one, of the two of


    us.”


    The manager nearly choked with excitement!


    Was Mr. Pock envisioning his married life with Ms. Noe?


    Rumors were swirling that the Pock–Schnabel union was nothing more than a business marriage,


    devoid of any real affection. But it looked like Mr. Pock had a soft spot for Ms. Schnabel after all.


    Judging by the looks of it, wedding bells might be ringing sooner than expected.


    The manager was quick to chime in. “When Mr. Pock and Ms. Noe tie the knot, our department


    store will present you with a splendid evesting floral sculpture as a congrattory gift!”


    Palmer couldn’t hide the grin in his eyes as he took Noe by the hand and led her towards the row


    of luxury brands hanging on disy.


    “What do you think? Should we give out evesting floral favors to our wedding guests?”


    “You’re overthinking this.”


    When had she ever actually agreed to marry him?


    “Not enough, if you ask me.”


    If he had his way, he’d spare no thought or effort to give Noe the grandest wedding the world has


    ever seen!


    Nonchntly, Noe picked a few gifts. “Wrap these up, they’re for ra; this one’s for Beckett; and


    that for Ulrich…”


    She had chosen items that would perfectly suit each member of the Schnabel family, not missing a


    single one, even remembering Freya, who was still buried in herb work, and Sexton wasn’t


    forgotten either.


    Palmer caught Noe’s hand. “What about mine? You have chosen gifts for everyone, where’s


    mine?”


    Noe gave him a helpless look. Choosing a gift for him in his own store felt like plucking wool off a


    sheep to gift it back to the animal.


    Undeterred, Palmer led her towards the elevator. “It’s okay if you haven’t got a gift for me. I’ve


    prepared something for you, and giving it to you makes me just as happy as receiving something


    from you.”


    Him being happy to give her a gift? What kind of logic was that?


    “Do you just like spending money?”


    “I like spending money on you.” Palmer’s reflection mirrored in the elevator’s glossy interior, his suit


    sharp and his tie and shirt without a single crease. His gaze was so tender it seemed it


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    could melt into droplets.


    “You know,” he said with a tone full of indulgence, “it’s a blissful thing, driving an Uber to buy a gift


    for the girl you like.”