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

wait, ready

out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed

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

nodded, completely trusting her

Leave the

or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

having completed a heart

was still unconscious, but out of

takes a turn,

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his

might be playing chess with

handle the hospital stuff. And those

bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of those bribed medics.

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room

said, “Don’t worry, there

Marcel, and

determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to

best daughter of the

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

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

his

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he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just

soup she had prepared

you myself. It’s really

door

voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

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

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

Palmer, the man in 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 a king!

some soup I made

gaze fell on the chicken soup in

and said coldly. “Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh

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

at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the room.

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

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

mind a bit foggy, and