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

they were lying in wait, ready to nab

just waking up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then

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

nodded, completely trusting her

the rest

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

Three hours later.

having completed a

but

heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his

lucky indeed. If it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing

you go on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of

room must have been the work of those bribed

Marcel’s room –

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

Marcel, and

determined to rack up enough brownie points in front

best daughter of the

lying on the bed

Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see

slowly opened his

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remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not being this one?

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to

you myself.

towards the door as

from the entrance, laden with an

“Who are you?”

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

hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left

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

some

gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s hands.

said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

so

was his fiancée! Once he

spoke, he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who

tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming.

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

and he drifted back to sleep