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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she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the

lying in wait, ready

spat out a mouthful of

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to

completely trusting her

the rest to me.”

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take

Three hours later.

completed a

still unconscious, but out of danger.

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

over.

looked at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

weren’t for Noella, he might be playing

the hospital stuff. And those

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

in Marcel’s room – killing

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

goodbye to Marcel, and

determined to rack up

best daughter of the

hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to

Sexton? I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come

opened his eyes.

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granddaughter who was just

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s hand.

this chicken soup for you

door as she spoke.

laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s

this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean

Palmer, the man in the black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I

his gaze fell on the chicken

said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh

definitely didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t kick. her

he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who

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

times and speaking weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember

and he drifted back to sleep