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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she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial

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

needs surgery to drain the

trusting

Leave the

the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

her mask, having completed a heart

but out of

Sexton’s condition takes a

over.

looked at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for

for Noella, he might be

stuff. And those medics, I’ll

the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must

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

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

to Marcel,

entrance, 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

was the best daughter of the Schnabel family!

hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with

family, and I’ve come to see

slowly opened his eyes.

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remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him

the chicken soup she had prepared

for you myself. It’s really good

towards the door as

laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

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

and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was

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

and his gaze fell on the

said coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh

definitely didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once he

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

tampered with your medication.

his hand, coughing several times and speaking weakly, “It’s okay, 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 the Schnabel family’s granddaughter

a bit foggy, and he drifted