As Xyla Quest stood in front of the auction house’s entrance, she turned around to look at Christopher Lancelot. “Thank you so much for today. If it weren’t for you, I’d be dead now… And thanks for interrogating that woman for me…” she said.

“Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to get involved with the rest of it. I’ll take care of everything for you,” Christopher said with a smile.

Xyla knew he would take care of everything.

“Okay. In that case, we’ll be leaving now. There’s still a lot to be done,” Xyla said and nodded.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Christopher asked.

“Not really,” Xyla said.

“Alright. We’ll part ways then,” Christopher said.

“Once again, thank you, Mr. Lancelot,” Jeremy Quest said to Christopher with a look of gratitude.

“It’s nothing. Alright, you’d best be going now…” Christopher shrugged nonchalantly as he spoke.

Xyla smiled at him before holding Jeremy’s hand and getting into their car.

The bodyguards that came with Xyla also quickly got in