The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel 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 a 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.

Noella floored the gas pedal, and the car lurched into motion!

Palmer watched Noella with admiration. She managed to look adorable even when focused on driving!

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Half an hour later, Noella and Palmer arrived at the underground auction.

Noella opened the car's glove box, retrieving two masks and handing one to Palmer.

She donned her mask, and Palmer tied it securely behind her head with his slender fingers.

After ensuring Noella's identity was concealed, he relaxed.

"Thanks."

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

Noella couldn't very well refuse such a request. It was only polite. She took Palmer's mask, securing it on him.

Palmer chuckled, taking Noella's hand. "Let's go. Spotted a few familiar faces earlier; tonight should be quite intriguing."

"The Pollack family?"

The young lady beside him was clad in a sleek and elegant suit, her demeanor cool and detached, exuding an 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 glances!

Palmer shielded her from the intrusive eyes. "Yes, they seem to have an interest in tonight's offerings too."

It wasn't unusual for the Pollack family to frequent the underground auction, especially tonight with the buzz that had built up for weeks. Palmer had received his invitation a month ago, but knowing Noella would attend, he preferred her company over engaging in the cutthroat bidding war.

Every time he saw her, Palmer's gaze was glued to Noella, not wanting to miss a moment.

The 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 not to be trifled with.