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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she had spotted those special forces soldiers

ready

spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out again.

“Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain

nodded, completely trusting her judgment.

go ahead. Leave the rest

or monsters were left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

her mask, having completed a heart surgery

still unconscious, but out of danger.

heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me and I’ll be

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

was lucky indeed. If it weren’t for Noella, he might

hospital stuff. And those

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been

room – killing two birds

Noella’s concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and

over her 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 to let the old man see how

daughter of

door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him,

the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see you!”

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him

excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next

for you myself. It’s really good

the door as she

entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

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

last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately

every move exuding nobility.

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for Grandpa Sexton.”

his gaze fell on the chicken soup

coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so

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

at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place

okay? I heard someone tampered with

time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter

had just woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he