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 those special forces soldiers

ready to

a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange the OR.”

trusting her judgment.

the rest

the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a

still unconscious, but

heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me and I’ll be right

over.

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

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

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

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been

bomb in Marcel’s room –

Noella’s concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras

Marcel, and left the

a long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of

daughter

she saw Sexton lying on

Sexton? I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to

slowly opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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granddaughter who was just with him

the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

for you myself. It’s really good for your

glanced towards the door

laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

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

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

every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold

I’m Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some

and his gaze fell on the chicken

“Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once

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

someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming. late.”

“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

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