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

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

a mouthful of fresh blood and then

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to

completely trusting

the rest to me.”

left in the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery

but out of

takes a turn, call

over.

his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

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

stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care

pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must

in Marcel’s room – killing

Marcel patted her shoulder and said,

goodbye to Marcel, and

long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how perfect she was

the best daughter

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

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and

slowly opened his eyes.

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granddaughter who was just

excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next

Sexton, I made this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good for

glanced towards the door as she spoke.

laden with

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

they were 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

exuding nobility. His

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

his gaze fell on the chicken soup

“Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to her?

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

spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in

heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m

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

and he drifted back to sleep while talking to Palmer.