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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for bombs earlier, she had spotted

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial moment.

out a mouthful of fresh blood and

Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma.

trusting her

go ahead. Leave the rest

demons or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would

Three hours later.

a

still unconscious, but out

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

over.

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

for Noella, he might be playing chess

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

room must have been the work of those

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two

and said, “Don’t worry, there

to Marcel, and

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 Pollack family!

best daughter of the Schnabel

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

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

opened his eyes.

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

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

Sexton, I made this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good

door as

from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

by a string of bodyguards. He had

Palmer 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

the black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His

some soup I made for Grandpa

was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken

coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so

was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t kick. her

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

you okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming. late.”

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

mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back