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

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

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

of fresh blood and then passed out

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

trusting her judgment.

ahead. Leave the rest to

were left in the

Three hours later.

having completed a heart surgery

but out of danger.

I’m heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for her.

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

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

that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have

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

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

goodbye to Marcel, and

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

best daughter of the Schnabel

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

the Schnabel family, and

opened his eyes.

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who was just with

soup she had prepared next

for you myself. It’s really good for your recovery!”

door as she spoke.

came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

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

So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it as hard as

a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for

was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s hands.

and said coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to

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

Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in

with your medication. I’m

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

mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back