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 soldiers hiding

wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial

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

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

trusting her judgment.

go ahead. Leave the rest to me.”

the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

unconscious, but out of danger.

I’m heading back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me and I’ll

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for her.

weren’t for Noella, he might be playing

go on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of them!”

bomb in Marcel’s room must

room

shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there

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

was the best daughter

to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see

slowly opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s hand.

Sexton, I made this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really

the door as

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

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He

to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with

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 the

I’m Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for

and his gaze fell on

“Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

so

definitely didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once

another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in

are you okay? I heard someone tampered with

be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I

bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking to Palmer.