The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 14

The auctioneer was all chuckles as he wielded the tiny gavel.

“Up next, an open piece of Intel: Cerulean Whale’s launching a crackdown on Obelisk Organization and Abyssal Organization, and they’re stirring the pot in Imperial City.

Starting bid: three million dollars.

Sure, the headline was on the house, but if they wanted the nitty–gritty, they got to bid.

Noella couldn’t care less about Cerulean Whale gunning for her crew. Bring it on, who’s eating who was still up in the air.

She had been knee–deep in the gem gambling biz for the past couple of years, letting her hitman outfit grow like wildfire, and without much fuss, it became one of the deep web’s big three.

What piqued her interest was Cerulean Whale’s shenanigans in Imperial City, and if she wasn’t barking up the wrong tree, it likely involved Marcel.

She had to snag this info!

Cerulean Whale attacked Marcel right under her nose, could she even show her face around?

Noella raised her paddle. “Three million and ten grand, name’s Wise Fool.”

The crowd was like, “Say what now?”

Three million and ten grand was chump change, but that moniker made everyone else put their paddles down!

Even the auctioneer was speechless.

They were hoping to rake in tens of millions for this juicy tidbit, but with Wise Fool in the house, who would dare to bid against her?

In VIP Room No. 9, Palmer was taken aback, setting his paddle aside,as well.

Looked like it was her he was up against earlier. Since she was interested in that last piece of intel, his three million wasn’t spent in vain.

With that thought, Palmer leaned back, a sly grin spreading across his face.

He had scoured every nook and cranny of the Radi Building for Noella to no avail. Wise Fool wasn’t one to be easily tracked down.

With Wise Fool throwing her hat in the ring, the room went quiet as a mouse, letting her walk away with the news.

“Congrats to Wise Fool. Sold for three million and ten grand!”

The auctioneer was grinning from ear to ear. “Up next, a little freebie for y’all: Gemstone

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Gambling King is teaming up with some families for a public gem gamble next month. Don’t

miss out.”

Noella was confused.

name in the jewelry game, a riddle wrapped in a mystery, whose casual toss of a

appearance? News

swiped her

a hitman after General Marcel again

a squeaky–clean yet beat–up Volkswagen was about as low–profile as

spotted Palmer by the car as soon as she

refined and handsome face

Noella approached and quipped, “What, you moonlighting as

stiffening before meeting Noella’s skeptical gaze. Those eyes of his were something else,

his ride, recalling the info she had just dug up about the villages

got tangled in scams

survive the cutthroat underworld of the deep

if I give you a

gesture to support Palmer’s “side hustle“, Noella hopped in without much fuss.

gift for you, in case you

not know how to

welcome gifts after they had

a little box with the

Noella asked, “You were in VIP Room No. 9? Why drop all that cash on this?

billionaire, being mistaken for an Uber driver was new. Palmer felt a mixed bag of emotions, hinting, “I’ve got

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got it then; the guy was the head honcho of Abyssal Organization. He could make a killing with just one job on

me? What if I don’t want to

gift’s worth is in the joy it brings. If it makes you happy, that’s its true value. Everything

so much cash just to

felt her hands holding the box heat

always splurge like

first. I never gave gifts to ladies, except for my mom, back

stir up sad memories and quickly apologized, “Sorry. Didn’t mean to

my gift make you happy?”

Noella was dumbstruck.

that kind of

this speechless when she got presents

it that folks from the slums didn’t get the concept of subtlety? Did they

and knew they were straight shooters, always

that in mind, Noella stifled the oddly exhilarating flutter

“Yeah, happy.”

her face

getting hot

opening her message box

director of Heartfelt Orphanage are the same person who had dealings with Vincent, a merchant

How did he get mixed up