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

they were lying in wait, ready to

a mouthful of fresh blood

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain

trusting her

the rest to me.”

the hospital,

Three hours later.

completed a heart

still unconscious, but out of danger.

condition takes a turn, call me

over.

clothes, his heart aching for

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

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

bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of those

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

Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry,

to Marcel, and left the hospital.

Yvonne fussed over her clothes for a long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old

daughter of the

saw Sexton lying on the

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to

opened his eyes.

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family’s granddaughter who

excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next

you myself. It’s really good for your

glanced towards the door as she

entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

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 find it as

with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses

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

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

said coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so harsh to her?

Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t

at Yvonne, who

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

“It’s okay, you can’t be around all 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 saved

a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking