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

had spotted

in wait, ready to nab someone

out a mouthful of fresh

needs surgery to drain the hematoma.

completely trusting

go ahead. Leave the

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery

was still unconscious, but out of

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

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

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

handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of

room must have

Marcel’s room

and said,

Marcel, and left the

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 for the

was the best daughter

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

family,

opened his

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

the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

soup for you myself. It’s

glanced towards the door as she spoke.

laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the

room for those people to come in last time that 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 heaven to

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.

some soup I made

his gaze fell on the chicken soup

and said coldly. “Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

so

his fiancée! Once

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

someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

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. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who saved

had just woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking to Palmer.