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?

had to get to Imperial West Hospital right away, or

he’d get to see that

her chin up slightly and

say you’ll bow down and apologize?”

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

staff

figure in medicine, now admitting he screwed

got out, it would rock the

if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows which family’s kid you are. You clearly lack

people this tough to

eyes coolly locking with Marcel’s.

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

gaze

“His.”

speechless. This girl claimed to be from Marcel’s family! What a joke!

the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t match the Schnabel family. How could she

eat junk food, but you can’t talk

her expression as tranquil as an ink wash painting, not a ripple

seen.

eyes with

that glance, Marcel felt a sudden daze!

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

with hints of his late wife

eyes.

even more composed and graceful, making those

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amateurs!

was increasingly pleased with what he saw.

were still clamoring to

be a spy, out to get you! There’s definitely something off. I’ll call security right now.”

and everyone clammed up like

waved Noella over. “Call me Grandpa.”

the flow, stepping up

“Grandpa.”

have you back.”

over the group of

to butt in? Who said to take her

Noella was

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

jelly

it. We didn’t know she was the young miss of your

be in touch regarding

what that meant. Their faces fell, staring at Noella behind

the floor, her face streaked with tears,

calmly assured her. “Someone will

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