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

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

turned out they were lying in wait, ready to

a mouthful of fresh blood

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

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 all by herself.

still unconscious, but

Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for

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

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

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

bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with

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

to Marcel, and left the hospital.

in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to

the best daughter of the

lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep in slumber.

Schnabel family, and I’ve come to

opened his

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granddaughter who was just with him

the chicken soup she had

I made this chicken soup for you

the door as she

voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

bodyguards.

Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it as hard

profile, hist every move exuding nobility.

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for

gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s hands.

and said coldly. “Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to

she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t

didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the room.

someone tampered with your medication.

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

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