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

spotted

they were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

a mouthful of fresh blood and then

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

completely trusting her

Leave the

left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart

but out of

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

over.

sweat–soaked clothes,

was lucky indeed. If it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper

home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll

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

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room –

said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my room.”

goodbye to Marcel, and

Yvonne 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 front of Sexton to let

daughter of the Schnabel

open the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep in slumber.

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to

opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to

Sexton, I made this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really

door as she spoke.

entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

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

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 would find it as hard as

hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp,

I’ve brought some soup I made for

expression was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s

and said coldly. “Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to her?

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

he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne,

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

around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode

foggy, and he drifted back to sleep