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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Chanter

she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under

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

mouthful of

“Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain

trusting her judgment.

Leave the rest

were left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery all by herself.

still unconscious, but

condition takes a

over.

clothes, his heart aching

weren’t for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper by now.

hospital stuff.

must have been the work of those bribed medics.

in Marcel’s room – killing two

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

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and

thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough

the best daughter of the

lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep in slumber.

family, and I’ve come to see

opened his

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

you myself. It’s really good for

glanced towards the door as she

entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the

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

move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light.

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for Grandpa

fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s

frowned and said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh

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

he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who

heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry

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

and he drifted back to