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

had spotted those special forces

were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

mouthful of fresh blood and then passed

up, “Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma.

completely trusting her

go ahead. Leave the rest

were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by herself.

still unconscious, but out of

Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

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

lucky indeed. If it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper by

home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And

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

Marcel’s room – killing

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

said goodbye to Marcel, and left

was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton

the best daughter

saw Sexton lying on the

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

slowly opened his

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he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

soup she had prepared next to

you myself. It’s really good for your

towards the door

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

the room, followed by a string of bodyguards. He

last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a

black 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 of a

some soup I made

was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup

frowned and said coldly. “Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so

Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t kick. her

didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who

heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry

you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just

and he drifted back to sleep while talking to