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

lying in wait, ready to nab someone

a mouthful of fresh

to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange

nodded, completely trusting her

go ahead. Leave the rest to

demons or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery

unconscious, but out

heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes

over.

clothes, his

for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper by now.

you go on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff.

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

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing

said, “Don’t worry, there

said goodbye to Marcel, and left

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

the best daughter

pushed open the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep in

family, and I’ve come to

slowly opened his eyes.

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granddaughter who was just

she

you

door as she

from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

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

they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean

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

some soup I made

icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken

frowned and said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so harsh to

definitely didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once he

another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out

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

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

up, his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted