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 was checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces

they were lying in wait, ready to nab

of fresh blood and then passed out

spoke up, “Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to

nodded, completely trusting her judgment.

the rest to me.”

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery

still unconscious, but out of danger.

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

over.

clothes, his heart aching for

weren’t for Noella, he might

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

in Marcel’s room must have

in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one stone.

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

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

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

daughter of the Schnabel family!

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

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come

opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was

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

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

glanced towards the door as she

from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority

“Who are you?”

walked into the room, followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s medical staff!

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

handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the aura of a

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made

fell on the chicken soup in

frowned and said coldly. “Take

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh

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

didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of

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

his hand, coughing several 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 it

foggy, and he