The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

What on earth was this girl yammering about? Did she have any idea who Professor Calvin is? The dude’s a top–notch doc who checks up on the bigwigs! Did she really think she can just hit him up whenever?

The nurse sneered. “If you can get through to Professor Calvin, I’ll bow down and apologize.”

*Kids these days. I tell ya. My son thinks he’s Ultraman or something.”

“Enough chit–chat, let’s kick her out already. A little time at the police station will knock some sense into her and show her where she stands.”

Right in front of everyone, Noella whipped out her phone and dialed a number.

A doctor nearby scoffed. “She’s just punching in random digits. At least save a fake ‘Calvin‘ in your contacts to make it look good.”

Noella was speechless.

It’s not like he’s that important. Why would she bother saving his number? She remembered it because he’d called way too many times.

The other end picked up quickly.

Noella hit the speakerphone.

“This is Noella. There’s something wrong with the meds you prescribed.”

A confident male voice responded, “So you’ve finally decided to join our lab? Wait, what did you say?”

“I’m at Imperial West Hospital. You prescribed licorice tablets for a patient with hypertensive heart disease.”

Calvin smacked his forehead. “Right, right, I did prescribe licorice tablets for a patient, but just once. The dosage is correct, strictly controlled.”

“You prescribed it five times. The patient is dead.”

Calvin said in disbelief, “Impossible! I have the prescription right here. I only signed off on it once, for the patient in room eight. Their blood pressure couldn’t handle too much licorice!”

Noella coolly replied. “So, you got it wrong.”

Calvin, in a frenzy on the other end, “Alright, my bad. If you’re willing to join our lab…”

“Your lab’s going nowhere. Count me out.” After saying that, she asked again, “Who is this?”

There was a pause on the line before he replied with this name.

Upon hearing his name, Noella hung up.

Calvin, still holding his phone, was dumbfounded.

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Chartere

Hold on a sec! How could the prescription for bed eight be wrong? And someone died?

to Imperial West Hospital right away, or else there would be

he’d get to see

up, tilted her chin up slightly and looked at

you say you’ll bow down and

Professor Calvin’s voice on the line! And he was all gung–ho about

staff were flabbergasted.

in medicine, now admitting

would rock the entire medical world.

voice catching. “Even if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody

tough to crack nowadays?

eyes coolly locking

to meet his gaze. The air of authority. that comes with long–held power was all over Marcel; just one look from him

gaze and pointed.

“His.”

claimed to be

the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t match the Schnabel family. How could she possibly be Marcel’s granddaughter?

junk food, but

as an ink wash painting, not a ripple to be

seen.

eyes with Marcel.

that glance, Marcel felt a

moment he saw Noella, he knew this girl had to be his granddaughter. Those eyes. were the spitting image of those boys at home.

when she was young, with hints of his late wife in her

eyes.

composed and graceful, making those rascals look

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amateurs!

increasingly pleased with what he saw.

were still clamoring to

get you!

for silence, and everyone clammed up like chickens.

waved Noella over. “Call me

with the flow, stepping up to

“Grandpa.”

to have you back.”

over the group of medical staff, his smile

Who said to take her

never imagined that Noella was actually Marcel’s

and bully the Schnabel family’s young

jelly

she was

them off. “Someone will be in touch regarding

meant. Their faces fell, staring

her face streaked with tears, looked at Noella with gratitude.

her. “Someone will help you,

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