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 bed.

they were lying in wait, ready to

of fresh

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s

completely trusting

the rest to

left in the hospital, Marcel would

Three hours later.

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

was still unconscious, but out

I’m heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me and I’ll

over.

looked at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his

lucky indeed. If it weren’t for Noella, he might be

home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those

in Marcel’s room must have

bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with

concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my room.”

goodbye to Marcel, and

walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front

the best daughter of

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

the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see you!”

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with

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

made this chicken soup for you

towards the door as she

entrance, laden with

“Who are you?”

room, followed by a string of bodyguards.

So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a

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

I’ve brought some soup I made

and his gaze fell on

frowned and said coldly. “Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to her?

was his fiancée! Once he found out, he

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

heard someone tampered with your

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 who saved

had just woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he