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.

medicine for bed number three. If it spills, we’re done

when she overheard

that Marcel’s bed

cart was out of control, speeding towards Noella.

the midst of the chaos, with a swift move of her feet and a gentle nudge of her

steadied the cart.

a single drop of medicine was

nurses were stunned! That

you

to return the cart to the nurses,

herself at her.

but Noella

distracted, she grabbed onto her clothes, her voice loud enough for

West Hospital won’t own up after killing my son. What can I

started bawling, making a scene.

son! You quacks took his life!

patient’s door

to such sights, hurried over to try to

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

nurse, visibly annoyed, frowned and said, “Excuse me, you signed a surgical consent before the operation. The patient died from postoperative care negligence, not because of us. What does that have to

even louder,

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

was a natural loudspeaker, her booming voice wearing everyone

her rant, she took out a prescription, plopped herself on the floor, and continued her wails. “Why doesn’t anyone believe me? My son came to me in a dream, saying

couldn’t just

son said that in your dream, you think that’s the evidence? Superstitious rubbish!

lady threw herself on the floor, making a scene as if she

sounded above the lady’s head.

There’s a problem with this medication.

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

hers.

knew someone would see it! Finally, someone’s taking my side! It’s all because of Imperial West Hospital’s Incompetent doctors that

lady came by every couple of weeks, and the whole floor’s medical staff were at their wit’s end

giving Noella

anything you like. What makes you think our

you to be talking nonsense? Can you even understand this prescription?

a steady

leading to elevated blood pressure in patients. This is common