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

lying in wait, ready to nab someone

spat out a mouthful of fresh

needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s

completely trusting her judgment.

go ahead. Leave the rest

or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

was still unconscious, but

heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me

over.

clothes, his heart aching for her.

for Noella, he might be playing

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

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

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with

and said, “Don’t worry,

goodbye to Marcel, and left the

was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how perfect she was for

was the best daughter of the

room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached

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

his

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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

soup for you myself.

towards the door as she

entrance, laden with

“Who are you?”

bodyguards. He had cleaned

deliberately left a loophole, and with

every move exuding nobility.

I’ve brought some soup I made

fell on the chicken

coldly. “Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t kick.

another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the

with

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

his mind a bit foggy, and he