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.

floored the gas pedal, and the car lurched into

She managed to

and Palmer arrived at the

opened the car’s glove box, retrieving two

securely behind her

was

“Thanks.”

fiancée, please help

couldn’t very well refuse such a request. It was only

few familiar faces

“The Pollack family?”

cool and detached, exuding an aura of untouchable grace. Her raven hair was pinned up,

eyes. “Yes, they seem to have an interest

had built up for weeks. Palmer had received his invitation a month

her, Palmer’s gaze was glued to Noella,

traditional attire but rather in crisp uniforms, treated the pair with utmost respect. The quality of their invitations and the air they exuded

please

to a private booth.

handed them an electronic tablet. “Tonight’s auction items are listed here. Should you find something of interest, simply place your bid on this device, All

“Thank you.”

and the curtain was

his mask and began absentmindedly playing with Noella’s hair.

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messing up

had caused a few strands to stray. Yet,

childish could he be? Playing with her hair at his

glanced at her hair. “Allow me to fix it for you.”

through the soft strands before carefully pinning it back in place. Unbeknownst to Noella, the hairpin she

his eyes filled with tender fondness. He had longed to replace that hairpin. He knew his fiancée was 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