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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earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the

ready

a mouthful of

Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange the OR.”

trusting her

Leave the

were left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart

unconscious, but out of

back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

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

for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper

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

Marcel’s room must have been the work of those bribed medics.

a bomb in Marcel’s room

Noella’s concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my

goodbye to Marcel, and left

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

daughter of

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

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

opened his

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the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was

the chicken soup she

this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good

towards the door as

from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

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

because 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

black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the aura of

Pollack, I’m Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for Grandpa

was icy, and his gaze fell on

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

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh

definitely didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely

spare another glance at Yvonne,

someone tampered with your

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

bit foggy, and he drifted back