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

checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the bed.

ready to nab someone at the crucial

of fresh

surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s

trusting her

ahead. Leave the

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery all

but out

takes a turn,

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for her.

Noella, he might be playing chess

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

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

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

and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my room.”

to Marcel,

over her 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 let

daughter of the

lying on the bed with

the Schnabel family, and

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next

soup for you myself. It’s really good

glanced towards the door

entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

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

Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it as hard as climbing to heaven to

handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses

some soup I made for Grandpa Sexton.”

gaze fell

“Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to

that she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he

Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in

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

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

up, his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking