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

spotted those special forces

in wait, ready to nab someone at the

just waking up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood

up, “Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange

trusting

ahead. Leave the

demons or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

having completed a

but out

takes a turn, call me and I’ll be right

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

If it weren’t for Noella, he might be

handle the hospital stuff. And those medics,

bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds

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

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and

hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how perfect

best daughter of the Schnabel family!

saw Sexton lying on the bed

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

opened his eyes.

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granddaughter who was

she had

you myself. It’s really good

glanced towards the door as she

laden with an indescribable authority

“Who are you?”

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

because Marcel hadn’t left any room 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

suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the aura

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some

was icy, and his gaze fell on the

and said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so harsh to

she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he

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

you okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m

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

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