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

checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial moment.

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

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

completely trusting her

ahead. Leave the rest to

demons or monsters were left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

her mask, having completed a heart surgery all by

but

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

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

for Noella, he might be playing chess

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

must have been

bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with

shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there

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

hospital entrance, Yvonne fussed over her clothes for a long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to

the best daughter of the

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

from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come

opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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family’s granddaughter who was just with him not being

the chicken soup she

for you myself. It’s really

towards the door as

the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

bodyguards. He had cleaned

time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale

rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup

gaze fell on the chicken

said coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh

fiancée! Once he found

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

someone tampered with your medication. I’m

all the time. I know what’s going on.

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