The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 19

Marcel’s eyes lit up!

That’s right, Noella was one heck of a healer, and a darn good one at that.

Now, his prescriptions were all penned by Noella herself, and she checked on him before every dose.

With his precious granddaughter around, what could possibly go wrong for Sexton?

The door to the hospital room swung open, and a few medical staff with masks stood at the entrance.

“Mr. Marcel, Sexton has passed out, and we need to take him to the operating room now.”

They obviously came prepared. Their faces were covered up tight, not letting anyone get a glimpse of who they really were.

Marcel snorted coldly. “I’d like to see, with me right here, who dares to take Sexton away!”

The medics were expressionless and spoke in a deep tone. “It’s crucial to take care of Sexton’s health. If something happens to him in your room, the Pollack family will hold you accountable. and even you won’t be able to explain it away. Better hand him over to us.”

Marcel was furious. “Bullshit! I’ve never heard of anyone daring to mess with me! Anyone who threatened me is six feet under in the old battlefield. You think you can too?”

The medics were speechless. They exchanged glances, a silent communication passing between them.

The lead medic stepped forward, actually attempting to lay hands on Marcel and forcibly take Sexton away!

“Mr. Marcel, no offense, but Sexton’s condition is critical, and we must take him!”

Noella’s needles swiftly

naked eye.

pierced Sexton’s acupuncture points, moving at speeds invisible to the

Before the medics could get any closer, Sexton’s eyes snapped open. He kicked the leading doctor square in the chest with a heavy foot.

“Get the hell away from me!”

The doctor, caught off guard by Sexton’s sudden resistance, was holding a sharp little knife, its blade glinting with a chilling light!

Marcel sneered, “So it was Sexton you were after.”

Guards that had been lying in wait under the bed sprang out, quickly apprehending the dazed medics.

Noella was silent.

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for bombs earlier, she had spotted those

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

“Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange the OR.”

nodded, completely trusting

go ahead. Leave the rest to me.”

left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

mask, having completed a

still unconscious, but out of danger.

condition takes a turn,

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart

for Noella, he might

hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of them!”

pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of those bribed

bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with

Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there

goodbye to Marcel,

clothes for a long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton

daughter

room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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family’s granddaughter who was just

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s hand.

I made this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really

the door as

came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

walked into the room, followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it as hard as climbing to heaven to meddle with Imperial. West

in the black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for Grandpa

fell on the

and said coldly. “Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

so

definitely didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once

Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the

tampered with your medication.

and speaking weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and

foggy, and he drifted back to sleep