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

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at

out a mouthful of fresh

surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange the

completely trusting her judgment.

ahead. Leave the rest

in the

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery

but out

If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart

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

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

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

Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one

shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my

Marcel, and left

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

was the best daughter of

Yvonne pushed open the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing

the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see

opened his

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family’s granddaughter who was just

setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

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

the door as

voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned

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 with Imperial. West

the man in the 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

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

expression was icy, and his gaze fell

“Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to her?

Once he found

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

tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming.

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 Schnabel family’s granddaughter

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