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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earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding

lying in wait, ready to nab someone

out a mouthful of fresh blood and

to drain the hematoma.

completely trusting her

the rest to me.”

were left in the hospital, Marcel would take

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a

still unconscious, but out of danger.

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

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for

was lucky indeed. If it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing chess with the

stuff. And those medics,

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

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one

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

to Marcel,

to rack up enough brownie points in front

daughter

saw Sexton lying on the bed

family, and I’ve come to see you!”

slowly opened his

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granddaughter who was just with

soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

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

towards the door as she spoke.

entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

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

because Marcel hadn’t left any room for those people to come in last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would

profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a

I’ve brought some soup I

fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s hands.

said coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t

at Yvonne, who was clearly, out

okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming.

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

woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back