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

was checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under the bed.

in wait, ready to nab someone

up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and

needs surgery to drain the hematoma.

completely trusting her judgment.

the rest to me.”

monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take

Three hours later.

mask, having completed a heart

but out of danger.

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

over.

looked at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his

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

hospital stuff. And those medics,

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of those bribed medics.

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one

said, “Don’t worry,

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and

determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old

the best daughter of

room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to

family,

slowly opened his

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not being this one?

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

you myself. It’s really good

door as she

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with

“Who are you?”

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

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

suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting

I’ve brought some soup I made for Grandpa

expression was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup

and said coldly. “Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh

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

glance at Yvonne, who was clearly,

with your

several times and speaking weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s

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