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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was checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted

turned out they were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial moment.

a mouthful of

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

completely trusting her judgment.

Leave the

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

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart

but out of

Sexton’s condition takes

over.

his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

might be playing chess

stuff. And those

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

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room –

said,

said goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to

best daughter of

pushed open the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed

the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see

slowly opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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who was just with him not being

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s hand.

chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good

door as she

entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

string of bodyguards. He had

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 would find

move exuding nobility. His tie was

brought some soup I made for

gaze fell

and said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to

she was his fiancée! Once

didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was

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

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

his mind a bit foggy, and he