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

was checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special

were lying in wait, ready to nab

spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then

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

trusting her

Leave the

left in the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

unconscious, but out of danger.

If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

looked at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for her.

for Noella, he might be

home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff.

room must have been the

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

Noella’s concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t

Marcel, and left the hospital.

entrance, Yvonne fussed over her clothes for a long time before walking in with 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

the best daughter of the

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

from the Schnabel family, and

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not being this one?

excitedly, setting the chicken soup she

I made this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good for your recovery!”

the door as she spoke.

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with an

“Who are you?”

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

was only 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 loophole,

move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp,

brought some soup I made for Grandpa Sexton.”

icy, and his gaze fell on the

frowned and said coldly. “Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to

Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t

didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the

I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now,

foggy, and