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 forces

lying in wait, ready to nab someone

out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

“Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma.

completely trusting her judgment.

the rest

or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

unconscious, but out of

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

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his

he might be playing chess with the Grim.

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

must have been the work of those bribed

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one

and said, “Don’t worry, there

to Marcel, and

with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in

the best daughter

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

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

opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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granddaughter who was just with him

setting the chicken soup she

made this chicken soup for you

the door

from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

walked into the room, followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s medical staff!

Marcel 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, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale

hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his

I’m Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for Grandpa Sexton.”

gaze fell on the chicken soup in

“Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

that she was his fiancée! Once he found

at Yvonne, who was clearly, out

tampered with your medication. I’m

you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I

a bit foggy, and he drifted