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 soldiers hiding under

were lying in wait, ready to

just waking up, spat out a mouthful of fresh

needs surgery to

completely trusting her

ahead. Leave the rest

in the hospital, Marcel would take

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

still unconscious, but out of

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

over.

clothes, his heart aching for

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

go on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And

bomb in Marcel’s room must

planting a bomb in Marcel’s room

Noella’s concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said,

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left the

entrance, Yvonne fussed over her clothes for a 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

best daughter of the Schnabel

the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep in slumber.

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

opened his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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granddaughter who was just with

she had prepared

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

door

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

bodyguards. He had cleaned

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

handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light.

brought some soup

was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup

“Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to her?

Once he found out, he surely

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

okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming. late.”

the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and

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