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

turned out they were lying in wait, ready to

mouthful of fresh blood and then

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

completely trusting

ahead. Leave the rest to

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care of them!

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

was still unconscious, but out

condition takes a turn, call me

over.

his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

indeed. If it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing chess with the

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

must

Marcel’s room – killing two birds

Marcel patted her shoulder and said,

to Marcel, and left the hospital.

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!

was the best daughter of

she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached

family, and I’ve come to see you!”

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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family’s granddaughter who was just with him

she had prepared next

for you myself. It’s really good

the door as

entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

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

were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with

black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a

I’ve brought some soup I made for

expression was icy, and his gaze fell on

frowned and said coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so

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

didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was

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

you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going

woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted