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?

away, or else there would be

maybe he’d get to see that girl!

hung up, tilted her chin

bow down

voice on the line! And he was all gung–ho about

staff were flabbergasted.

medicine, now admitting he screwed

out, it would rock

it, nobody knows which family’s kid you

this tough to crack

eyes

had an imposing presence that made people hesitate to meet his gaze. The air of authority. that comes with long–held power was all over Marcel; just one look

gaze

“His.”

was speechless. This girl claimed to be from Marcel’s

that the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t match the

food,

her expression as tranquil as an ink wash

seen.

locked eyes

glance, Marcel felt a sudden

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

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

eyes.

even more composed and graceful, making

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amateurs!

increasingly pleased with what he saw.

still clamoring to throw

you! There’s

for silence, and everyone clammed up

waved Noella over.

went with the flow, stepping up to stand beside Marcel.

“Grandpa.”

have

swept over the group of medical staff, his smile

to butt in? Who said to

Noella was actually Marcel’s granddaughter!

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

to jelly at

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

waved them off. “Someone will be in touch regarding

meant. Their faces

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

her. “Someone will help

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