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.”

–

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

admiration. She managed to look adorable even when focused on

an hour later, Noella and Palmer arrived

box, retrieving two masks and handing one to

and Palmer tied it securely

was concealed, he

“Thanks.”

gratitude, my fiancée, please help me

request. It was only polite. She took Palmer’s mask,

Noella’s hand. “Let’s go. Spotted a few familiar faces earlier; tonight

“The Pollack family?”

an aura of untouchable grace. Her raven hair was pinned up,

seem to have an interest in tonight’s

up for weeks. Palmer had received his invitation a month ago,

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

auction staff, dressed not in traditional attire but rather in crisp uniforms, treated the pair with utmost respect. The quality of their invitations and the air they exuded told the staffer they were

please follow me,”

private booth. For

Should you find something of interest, simply place your bid on this device, All bids from private booths

nodded. “Thank you.”

left and the curtain was drawn, the

mask and began absentmindedly playing with

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“You’re messing up

a few strands

sighed. How childish could he be? Playing with

“Allow me to fix it for you.”

from her hair, his fingers gently combing through the soft strands before carefully pinning it back in place. Unbeknownst to

stoic yet deeply loyal. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have cherished the hairpin from Ulrich so dearly. She honored her family in her own way, but he hoped the hairpin she wore would be one he had given her.