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?

get to Imperial West Hospital right away, or else there would be hell to pay.

he’d get to see that girl!

hung up, tilted her chin up slightly and

you’ll bow down and

line! And he was all gung–ho about inviting the girl in front to his

medical staff were

now admitting he screwed up

it would rock the entire

it, nobody

tough to crack nowadays?

there, her eyes coolly

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

his gaze and

“His.”

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

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

you can eat junk food, but you

as tranquil as an ink wash painting, not a ripple to

seen.

locked eyes

Marcel felt a sudden daze!

knew this girl had to be his granddaughter. Those

when she was young, with hints of his

eyes.

even more composed and

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amateurs!

pleased with what he

clamoring to throw Noella

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

for silence, and everyone clammed up like chickens.

over.

the flow, stepping

“Grandpa.”

to have

group of medical staff, his smile vanishing instantly.

granddaughter, Noella Schnabel, and you dare to butt in? Who said to take her away? I’d say you’re

that Noella

the Schnabel family’s upbringing and bully the Schnabel family’s young

to jelly

didn’t mean it. We didn’t know she

will be in touch regarding these

what that meant. Their faces fell, staring

her face streaked

“Someone will help you, don’t

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