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

she had spotted those

in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial

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

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

trusting her judgment.

go ahead. Leave the rest to

demons or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery all by herself.

still unconscious, but

condition takes a turn, call

over.

clothes, his heart

for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim.

home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of them!”

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work

planting a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two

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

to Marcel, and left the hospital.

determined to

best daughter of the Schnabel

hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to

family, and

slowly opened his

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the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to

for you myself. It’s really

glanced towards the door

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

followed by a string of bodyguards. He had

were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the

with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie

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

gaze fell on the chicken soup in

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

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh

know that she was his fiancée! Once he found

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

someone tampered with your medication. I’m

okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going

a bit foggy, and