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 had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the

turned out they were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

a mouthful of

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to

nodded, completely trusting her

go ahead. Leave the

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care of them!

Three hours later.

completed a

but out of danger.

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

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

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

home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And

Marcel’s room must have

room – killing two birds with

and said, “Don’t

to Marcel, and

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!

daughter of the Schnabel family!

the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve

slowly opened his

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with

she had prepared next to Sexton’s hand.

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

glanced towards the door as she spoke.

the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

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

profile, hist every move exuding

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

was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s

frowned and said coldly. “Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh

know that she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he

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

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

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

his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back to