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

ready to

just waking up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then

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

trusting her judgment.

ahead. Leave the rest to me.”

were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care

Three hours later.

mask, having completed a heart surgery all by

unconscious, but out of

If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

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

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

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

pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have

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

shoulder and said,

Marcel, and left the

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

best daughter of the Schnabel

she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep in

Schnabel family, and I’ve come

slowly opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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granddaughter who was just with him

the chicken soup she had prepared

you myself. It’s really

door as

came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

string of bodyguards. He had

time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it as hard as climbing to heaven to meddle

Palmer, the man in the black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed

brought some soup I made for Grandpa Sexton.”

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.

could he be so harsh to

was his fiancée! Once he found

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

someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

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

mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking