The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

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?

Imperial West Hospital right away, or else there

to see

Noella, having hung up, tilted her

you say you’ll bow down

actually Professor Calvin’s voice on the line! And he was all gung–ho about inviting the girl in front

medical staff

now admitting he screwed

would rock the entire medical world.

catching. “Even if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows which family’s kid you are. You clearly lack manners!”

tough to

there, her eyes

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

his gaze

“His.”

nurse was speechless. This girl claimed to be from Marcel’s family! What

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

eat junk food, but you can’t talk nonsense.”

tranquil as an

seen.

locked eyes with Marcel.

Marcel felt a

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

resembled his daughter–in–law when she was young, with

eyes.

she appeared even more composed and graceful, making those

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amateurs!

increasingly pleased with

staff were still clamoring

to get you! There’s definitely something

for silence, and everyone clammed up

over. “Call me Grandpa.”

with the flow, stepping

“Grandpa.”

have

swept over the group of medical staff, his smile vanishing instantly.

you dare to butt in? Who said to take her

staff never imagined that Noella was

Schnabel family’s upbringing and bully the Schnabel family’s young lady in front of her own

to jelly at the

mean it. We didn’t know she was the

be in touch regarding

meant. Their faces fell, staring at Noella behind Marcel.

lady on the floor, her face streaked with tears, looked at

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