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

was checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special

wait, ready to nab someone at the

mouthful of fresh blood and then passed

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

nodded, completely trusting

the rest

or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would

Three hours later.

having completed a heart surgery

still unconscious, but out of danger.

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

over.

his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart

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

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

the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been

planting a bomb in Marcel’s room –

patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there

said goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

the hospital entrance, Yvonne fussed over her clothes for a long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie

daughter of 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

opened his

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he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to

for you myself. It’s really good for your recovery!”

towards the door as she spoke.

came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s

to come in last time that they were hard to catch. So 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 meddle with Imperial.

the black suit with a 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

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

his gaze fell on the chicken soup in

and said coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so

Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t

he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne,

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

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 was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who saved me.”

bit foggy, and he drifted