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 else

he’d get to see that

tilted her chin up slightly and looked at

you say you’ll bow down

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

medical staff were flabbergasted.

medicine, now admitting he screwed up

it would rock the entire medical world.

it, nobody knows which family’s kid you

this tough to

her eyes coolly locking with Marcel’s.

authority. that comes with long–held power was all over Marcel; just

met his gaze and pointed.

“His.”

claimed to be from Marcel’s family! What

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

food, but you can’t

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

seen.

locked eyes

Marcel felt a sudden

to be his granddaughter. Those eyes. were the spitting image

when she was young, with hints of

eyes.

composed and graceful, making those

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amateurs!

pleased with what

still clamoring to

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

hand for silence, and

Noella over. “Call

stepping up to stand beside Marcel.

“Grandpa.”

to have

gaze swept over the group of medical staff, his smile

and you dare to butt in? Who said to take her

staff never imagined that Noella was actually Marcel’s granddaughter!

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

legs turned to jelly at the

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

off. “Someone will be in touch regarding these matters.”

Their faces fell, staring at

streaked with tears, looked at

calmly assured her. “Someone will help

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