The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 5

Noella was taken aback, her brows furrowing slightly. “Marriage? Doesn’t the family have other daughters?”

“Miss Elara sald she’s not a daughter of the Schnabel family, not worthy to take your engagement spot. The lord said the marriage is yours, and no one can snatch it away!”

Wren was grinning from ear to ear after receiving a call, chatting respectfully with the other party for a bit before hanging up and turning to Noella.

“Miss, before the lord wants you to swing by to see him before you go home. You know his health isn’t great, and he’s been missing you for many years.”

Noella didn’t mind and nodded. “Sure, but the gift I’ve prepared for Grandpa hasn’t arrived yet. Wouldn’t it be improper to show up empty–handed?”

Wren quickly waved his hands. “The fact that you’re willing to visit is already a big deal. The lord doesn’t care much for those things.”

Marcel Schnabel had lived for so long, what good things hadn’t he seen?

What Wren was really worried about was Noella refusing to go.

The fact that she had thought to prepare a gift for the lord was already impressive.

Considering the Lambert family’s poor state, living in that tiny villa, Wren didn’t expect Noella to come up with anything too fancy. But with Noella saying so, showing balance and politeness, yet neither servile nor overbearing, Wren’s impression of her improved a lot.

That demeanor, truly fitting for the Schnabel family’s Miss!

“The lord is recuperating in a hospital on the outskirts of Imperial City. I’ll take you there now.”

Half an hour later, the helicopter turned into a regular sedan, smoothly entering Imperial West Hospital.

Wren handed Noella a piece of paper with a room number on it.

“Miss, the lord doesn’t like too many people around. I’ll go wash the car, so could you please go up on your own? I’ll wait for you here!”

Marcel had a foul temper, which had grown even more eccentric since falling ill.

Wren looked apologetically at Noella.

Taking the paper, Noella nodded faintly. “Okay.”

Just as she reached the third floor, a bunch of wild kids knocked over a nurse’s cart, sending it barreling towards Noella!

“Watch out!” The nurses cried out in alarm.

Chapter 5

“Oh no.

number three. If

was about to dodge when she overheard the nurses‘

three? Wasn’t that Marcel’s bed

of control, speeding

a swift move of her

steadied the cart.

a single drop of medicine was spilled!

stunned! That

you okay?”

return the cart to

herself at her.

to grab Noella’s arm, but Noella dodged with

was distracted, she grabbed onto her clothes, her voice loud enough for the whole floor to hear.

won’t own up after killing my son. What can I possibly do? Miss,

bawling,

son! You quacks took

patient’s door had

staff, used to such sights, hurried over to try to

shoved the nurse to the ground, wailing, “Oh Lord! Why is my son’s life so hard!”

a surgical consent before the operation. The patient died from postoperative care negligence, not because of us. What

voice grew even louder, buzzing in Noella’s ears.

there’s no relation? My son breathed his last in your hospital! You quacks took his life; you must

a natural loudspeaker, her booming voice wearing

floor, and continued her wails. “Why doesn’t anyone believe me? My son came to me in a dream,

was disgusted but couldn’t just kick her

your dream, you think that’s the evidence? Superstitious rubbish! Security, take her away!”

a scene as if she wouldn’t leave without an explanation from the hospital.

sounded above the lady’s

prescription? There’s a problem with

her expression calm as she looked at the prescription in the lady’s hand. Noella’s cool gaze, like water stirring ripples,

hers.

got all worked up, her voice louder. “I knew someone would see it! Finally, someone’s taking my side! It’s all because of

and the whole floor’s medical staff were at their wit’s

doctors were giving Noella hostile glances.

anything you like. What makes you think our

are you to be talking nonsense? Can you even understand this prescription? Do you know what the patient’s

a

prostaglandins, suppress the activity of 11B–hydroxysteroid dehydrogenase, leading to elevated blood pressure in patients. This is common knowledge. The amount of licorice tablets in this prescription is excessive, causing the patient’s blood