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 special forces soldiers hiding under the bed.

lying in wait, ready to nab

out a mouthful of fresh

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to

trusting

go ahead. Leave the

or monsters were left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

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

but out

takes a turn, call

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart

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

you go on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of

pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the

Marcel’s room – killing two birds

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

Marcel, and

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

was the best daughter of the Schnabel

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

family, and I’ve come to see you!”

slowly opened his

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granddaughter who was just

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next

for you myself. It’s really

the door

from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

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

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

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

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

gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s hands.

coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so

Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t kick. her

at Yvonne, who was clearly,

okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming.

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

his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep