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?

to get to Imperial West Hospital right away, or

he’d get to see that

Noella, having hung up, tilted her chin up slightly

you say you’ll bow down

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

medical staff were flabbergasted.

figure in medicine, now admitting he screwed up

it would rock

voice catching. “Even if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows

tough

eyes coolly locking

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

his gaze

“His.”

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

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

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

an ink wash painting, not a

seen.

locked eyes with Marcel.

glance, Marcel felt a sudden daze!

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

with

eyes.

she appeared even more composed and graceful, making

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amateurs!

with what he saw.

clamoring to throw Noella out.

to get you! There’s definitely something off. I’ll call

for silence, and everyone clammed up like

waved Noella over. “Call me Grandpa.”

stepping

“Grandpa.”

to have you

gaze swept over the group of medical staff, his smile vanishing

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

imagined that Noella was actually Marcel’s granddaughter!

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

to jelly

know she was the young miss of

will be in touch regarding

meant. Their faces

floor, her face streaked with tears, looked at

her. “Someone will help you, don’t

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