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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for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces

lying in wait, ready to

just waking up, spat out a mouthful of

Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma.

trusting her judgment.

ahead. Leave the

left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

was still unconscious, but out of danger.

Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me and I’ll

over.

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

he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper by

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

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

a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with

shoulder and said,

to Marcel, and

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

the best daughter

she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be

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

opened his eyes.

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he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not being

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

this chicken soup for you myself. It’s

the door as

entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s medical

those people to come in last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean

hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his

brought some soup I made for Grandpa Sexton.”

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

frowned and said coldly. “Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to her?

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

at Yvonne, who was

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

waved 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 drifted back to