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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she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the bed.

were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

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

trusting

ahead. Leave the

the hospital, Marcel would take

Three hours later.

having completed a

still unconscious, but out of danger.

condition takes

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for

Noella, he might be playing chess

the hospital stuff. And those

room must have been the

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds

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

goodbye to Marcel, and

with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old

best daughter

saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him,

Schnabel family, and I’ve

opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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come he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

for you myself. It’s

the door as

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out

hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it as hard as climbing to heaven to meddle with Imperial. West Hospital

at Palmer, the man in the 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.

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup

icy, and his gaze fell on

“Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to

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

Palmer spoke, he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the room.

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

several times and speaking weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who saved

foggy, and