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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13:14

Chanter

spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under

out they were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out again.

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

completely trusting her

the

in the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart

still unconscious, but out of

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

over.

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

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

hospital stuff.

must have been the work of those bribed

Marcel’s room – killing two birds

Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and

was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the

daughter

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

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

opened his eyes.

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remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

the chicken soup she had prepared next to

chicken soup for you myself. It’s

glanced towards the door as

entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

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

rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His

I’m Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made

fell on the chicken soup in

“Take

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so

she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely

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

with your medication. I’m sorry for coming.

the time. I know what’s going on.

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