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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Chanter

for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers

were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial moment.

just waking up, spat out a mouthful of

needs surgery to

trusting her

Leave the rest

monsters were left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

having completed a heart

still unconscious, but out of danger.

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

over.

sweat–soaked clothes,

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

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

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

room – killing

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

goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

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

best daughter

Yvonne pushed open the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep

I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve

his

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remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not

the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

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

glanced towards the door

the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

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

had deliberately

move exuding nobility. His

brought some soup I made for

gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s hands.

and said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to her?

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

Yvonne, who

you okay? I heard someone tampered with

coughing several times and speaking weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on.

foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking to Palmer.