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?

right away, or else there would

maybe he’d get to

hospital, Noella, having hung up, tilted her chin up slightly and looked

you say you’ll bow down

was all gung–ho about inviting the girl

medical staff were

figure in medicine, now admitting he

it would rock the

catching. “Even if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows which family’s kid you are.

this tough to

eyes coolly locking

to meet his gaze. The air of authority. that comes with long–held power was all over

his gaze and pointed.

“His.”

nurse was speechless. This girl claimed to

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

food, but you can’t talk nonsense.”

as tranquil as an ink wash painting, not

seen.

eyes with Marcel.

glance, Marcel felt a

saw Noella, he knew this girl had to be his granddaughter. Those eyes. were the

was young, with

eyes.

and graceful,

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amateurs!

with what he

medical staff were still clamoring to throw Noella

get you! There’s definitely something off.

his hand for silence, and everyone clammed

waved Noella over. “Call

with the flow, stepping up to stand beside

“Grandpa.”

to have

the group of medical staff,

Noella Schnabel, and you dare to butt in? Who said to take

never imagined that Noella was actually

criticize the Schnabel family’s upbringing and bully the Schnabel family’s young lady in front

legs turned to jelly

know she was the

off. “Someone will be in touch regarding these matters.”

that meant. Their faces fell, staring at

her face streaked with tears, looked at

assured her. “Someone will help you, don’t

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