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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earlier, she had spotted those special

were lying in wait, ready to nab someone

of fresh blood and then passed out

surgery to

nodded, completely trusting her

Leave the rest

left in the

Three hours later.

having completed a

still unconscious, but

I’m heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his

he might be playing chess with the

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

Marcel’s room must

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

her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry,

Marcel, and

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

was the best daughter of the Schnabel family!

on the bed with

Sexton? I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see

opened his eyes.

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the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not

she had

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

glanced towards the door as she spoke.

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with an

“Who are you?”

a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned

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

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

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for

expression was icy, and his gaze fell on the

said coldly. “Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to

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

Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in

you okay? I heard someone tampered with your

I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it

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