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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13:14

Chanter

checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those

ready to

a mouthful of fresh blood

spoke up, “Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the

completely trusting her judgment.

Leave the

the hospital, Marcel would take care

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery all by

unconscious, but out of danger.

condition takes a

over.

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

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

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

room must have been the work of those

in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one stone.

patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my

goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how perfect she was for the Pollack family!

best daughter of the

saw Sexton lying on the

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

opened his eyes.

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not being

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

for you myself. It’s

towards the door

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s

had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous

man in the black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed

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

was icy, and his gaze fell on

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

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so

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

Palmer spoke, he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the room.

with your medication.

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

bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while