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

they were lying in wait, ready to nab

a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange the

nodded, completely trusting her judgment.

the rest

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

Three hours later.

completed a heart

unconscious, but out of

takes a turn,

over.

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

might be playing chess with the

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

in Marcel’s room must have been the work of

Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one stone.

said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my

to Marcel,

in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton

best daughter of the Schnabel family!

Yvonne pushed open the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him,

from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see you!”

slowly opened his

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family’s granddaughter who was

excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

you myself.

the door as she spoke.

came from the entrance, laden with

“Who are you?”

by a string of bodyguards. He had

hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it

rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the aura of

brought some

expression was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s

coldly. “Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

so

Once he found out, he surely

at Yvonne, who was clearly, out

heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

I know what’s going

a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while