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 forces soldiers hiding under

turned out they were lying in wait, ready

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

to

trusting

ahead. Leave the rest to me.”

in the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by herself.

still unconscious, but

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

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for her.

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

the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll

in Marcel’s room must have

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

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

said goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

fussed over her clothes for a long time before 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

best daughter

on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to

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

his eyes.

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

soup she had

you myself. It’s really good for your

the door

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority

“Who are you?”

followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s medical

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

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

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made

his gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s

and said coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

be so

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

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

are you okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication.

what’s going on. I had an episode just now,

foggy, and