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

had spotted those special forces

out they were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial

spat out a mouthful of fresh

Sexton needs surgery to

trusting her judgment.

Leave the rest to me.”

left in the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery all by

was still unconscious, but out

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

over.

granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart

it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper

you go on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of

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

in Marcel’s room –

shoulder and said, “Don’t

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left

hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points

the best daughter of the Schnabel family!

to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on

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

slowly opened his eyes.

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granddaughter who was just with him not being this one?

chicken soup she

this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good

glanced towards the door as

came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and dominance.

“Who are you?”

a string of bodyguards. He

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

looked 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 the

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I

and his gaze fell on

“Take your soup and

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so

know that she was his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely

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

with your medication. I’m sorry for coming. late.”

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 was the Schnabel

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