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

checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers

turned out they were lying in wait, ready to nab

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

to drain the

trusting

the rest to me.”

were left in the hospital, Marcel would

Three hours later.

having completed a

unconscious, but out

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

over.

clothes, his

he might be playing chess with the Grim.

the hospital stuff. And those

must

room –

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

said goodbye to Marcel, and

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 family!

best daughter of the

Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached

from the Schnabel family, and

opened his eyes.

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who was just with

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

this chicken soup for you

glanced towards the door

voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

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

hadn’t left any room for those people to come in last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole,

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

brought some

gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s

coldly. “Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

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

didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out

are you okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming.

weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode

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