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

wait, ready to nab someone at

a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

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

trusting her

ahead. Leave the rest

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

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery

was still unconscious, but

If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

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

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

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

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

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

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left

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

was the best daughter of the

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

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

his

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

she had

soup for you myself. It’s

glanced towards the door as she

voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

by a string of bodyguards. He had

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

every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made

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

said coldly. “Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh

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

Yvonne, who was clearly, out

someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

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

a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking