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

turned out they were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain

completely trusting

the rest

the hospital,

Three hours later.

having completed a heart

unconscious, but out of

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

over.

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

for Noella, he might be playing chess with

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

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two

patted her shoulder and said,

to Marcel, and left the hospital.

a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how perfect she was for the Pollack

was the best daughter of

lying on the bed

Schnabel family, and I’ve come

his eyes.

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the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she

I made this chicken soup for you myself.

glanced towards the door as

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale

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

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

his gaze fell on the chicken

and said coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so harsh

was his fiancée! Once

Yvonne, who was

are you okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m

what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter

and he drifted back to sleep while talking to