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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earlier, she had spotted those special forces

out they were lying in wait, ready to nab

a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out again.

needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s

completely trusting her

Leave the rest to me.”

the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

a heart surgery all by

was still unconscious, but

I’m heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

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

handle the hospital stuff. And those medics,

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

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with

shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

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

daughter of the Schnabel

door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing

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

his

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he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him

soup she had

chicken soup for you myself.

towards the door

the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority

“Who are you?”

room, followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the

time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous

exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses

brought some soup I

fell

“Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to

didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t kick. her

another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of

tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it

woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and