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

had spotted those special

ready to

up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out again.

to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange the

trusting

go ahead. Leave the rest to me.”

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a

was still unconscious, but out of

takes a turn, call me and I’ll

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

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

the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take

in Marcel’s room must have been the

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

and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left the

a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the

daughter of the Schnabel

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

Sexton? I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family,

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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granddaughter who was just with him

excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really

towards the door as

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

room, followed by a string of bodyguards. He

come in last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and

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

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

and his gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s

said coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

be so

fiancée! Once

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

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

know what’s going on. I had

foggy, and he drifted back