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.

1/5

13:14

Chanter

was checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the

they were lying in wait, ready

out a mouthful of fresh blood

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

trusting

go ahead. Leave the

left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

was still unconscious, but out

Sexton’s condition takes a

over.

his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his

for Noella, he might be

hospital stuff.

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of those bribed medics.

Marcel’s room – killing two birds

said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras

to Marcel,

was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton

daughter of the Schnabel family!

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

Sexton? I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come

opened his

7/5

who was

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she

this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good for

glanced towards the door as she spoke.

laden with an

“Who are you?”

room, followed by a string of bodyguards.

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

and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the aura of a

I’ve brought some soup I

fell on the chicken soup

“Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

she was his fiancée! Once he found out,

glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out

with your medication. I’m sorry for coming.

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,

bit foggy, and he drifted