The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 221

Under the bright streetlights, two shadows fell, their outlines merging as if they were nestled close in an intimate embrace.

The peculiar romanticism cast by the overlapping lights, coupled with the voice still echoing in Noella’s ears, made her heart skip a

beat.

It must be from when she went a little too hard in the scuffle earlier, the adrenaline probably sped up her heartbeat!

Noella steadied herself and looked away. With purposeful strides, she headed toward a parked car. “I need to make a run to the underground auction.”

Palmer followed Noella, smoothly opening the driver’s side door. “I’ll drive my fiancée there. Heard there’s some juicy intel up for grabs tonight, and we’re just in time.”

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His wrist was wrapped in a bandage – not a serious injury, but not ideal for driving.

As

doctor, Noella didn’t want her patient risking further harm right in front of her.

She pressed down on Palmer’s hand. “Take a seat. I’ll drive.”

“Didn’t you mention your driver’s license test is still on the to–do list?”

Noella had already nudged Palmer into the passenger seat and buckled up like a pro, her gaze steady on the road ahead.

“The route to the auction is off the radar, no worries.”

The auction, nestled deep within the urban jungle, operated in a legal gray area where no one batted an eye at the law!

Besides, it was hidden behind the Polaris Star’s own underground fight club, with all surrounding surveillance firmly under their control.

pedal, and the car lurched into

She managed to look

hour later, Noella and Palmer

car’s glove box, retrieving two masks and handing one

Palmer tied it securely behind her

was concealed,

“Thanks.”

show your gratitude, my fiancée, please help me with mine.”

such a request. It was only polite. She took Palmer’s

go. Spotted a few familiar faces earlier;

“The Pollack family?”

aura of untouchable grace. Her raven hair was pinned up, revealing her slender neck – a commanding presence reminiscent of a queen. Despite the mask, her appearance still drew lingering

eyes. “Yes, they seem to have an interest

Palmer had received his

her, Palmer’s gaze was glued to Noella, not wanting to

rather in crisp uniforms, treated the pair with utmost respect. The quality of their invitations and the

guests, please follow me,”

a private booth. For security, the door was veiled.

interest, simply place your bid on this device, All bids from private booths will be displayed, ensuring

nodded. “Thank

curtain was drawn,

his mask and began

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messing

had been neatly done, but Palmer’s fiddling had caused a few strands to stray. Yet, he

be? Playing with her hair at

her hair. “Allow me to fix

from her hair, his fingers gently combing through the soft strands before carefully pinning it back in place. Unbeknownst to Noella, the hairpin she now wore was different from the one she had

stoic yet deeply loyal. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have cherished