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

spotted those special

wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial

spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and

Sexton needs surgery to drain

nodded, completely trusting

go ahead. Leave the

were left in the hospital, Marcel would take

Three hours later.

having completed a heart

was still unconscious, but out of

Sexton’s condition takes a

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

If it weren’t for Noella, he might be

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

must have been the work of

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

concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t

goodbye to Marcel,

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

best daughter of the Schnabel family!

Sexton lying on the bed with several

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and

opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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

she had prepared next

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

glanced towards the door as

the entrance, laden with an

“Who are you?”

bodyguards. He had cleaned

left any room for 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 Whale would find it as hard as climbing to heaven to meddle with Imperial. West Hospital again!

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

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for

and his gaze fell on

“Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so

his fiancée! Once he found

Palmer spoke, he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne,

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

know what’s

and he drifted