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 soldiers hiding

in wait, ready to nab someone at

of fresh blood and then passed

spoke up, “Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to

trusting her

go ahead. Leave the rest

or monsters were left in the hospital,

Three hours later.

a

but out of danger.

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

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

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

the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll

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

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing

her shoulder and said, “Don’t

Marcel, and left the hospital.

long time 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 for

best daughter

saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to

from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to see you!”

his

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family’s granddaughter who was

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she

soup for you myself. It’s really good for your

towards the door

laden with an indescribable authority

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the

hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately

at Palmer, the 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

I’ve brought some soup I made for

was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup in Yvonne’s hands.

“Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh

was his fiancée! Once he found out,

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

you okay? I heard someone tampered with your

you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking