The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 39

Noella said nonchalantly. “I know you didn’t prescribe it, but if you don’t show up and

something happens, that medicine will be on your head.”

Calvin’s cold sweat was streaming down his forehead like a leaky faucet!

Ashlyn was Marcel’s better half! If this were ancient times, she would be at least a lady with a royal command. If something went wrong on his watch, he might as well kiss his career goodbye.

Just the thought made Calvin shiver!

“How did this end up in Ashlyn’s medicine?” He asked.

“The nurse said she added it herself, but you know as well as I do that Nourishment Pills are like hen’s teeth on the black market. Our country’s got a tight grip on that stuff.”

Calvin nodded and frowned. “You’re right. Even with my connections, scoring that medicine is no cakewalk, let alone for a septuagenarian dowager…”

Because the medicine was so hard to come by, if anything happened to Ashlyn, he, as her primary physician, would be in hot water!

“I want you to give Ashlyn a thorough check–up. From what I’ve noticed, she’s been a bit off her rocker.

Ashlyn had been muttering in her sleep, fussing over whether Marcel was cheating on her.

At her age, if she was fussing about her husband cheating, that was probably an early sign of Alzheimer’s, a prelude to dementia.

Calvin nodded. “Alright, I’ll check her out in a bit. But what about the medicine?”

Just holding the medicine was making Calvin feel like he was holding a hot potato!

Noella glanced at him coolly.“I swapped it for some jelly beans this morning, and she didn’t notice. Just find a similar placebo to tide us over and hold off on giving her the real deal.”

“Okay, you got it. What brings you here anyway? Did the Schnabel family rope you in for Ashlyn’s check–up? Fancy joining my lab? We offer a competitive package with full insurance and a housing fund!”

Noella did not know what to say. The reason Noella had blocked Calvin so many times was precisely because he just wouldn’t stop yapping!

She brushed him off with an excuse. “I’ve joined Ulrich’s lab, so zip it.”

She would just have to give her brother a heads–up later.

Calvin was petrified.

What a shame!

12:28

to the just–awoken Ashlyn, “Madam, let’s

had Ashlyn’s number by now.

time he mentioned that Marcel had undergone some procedure, Ashlyn

the same done for her.

soon as Calvin mentioned it, she eagerly extended her

Professor

jovial asked. “Madam, I noticed a peculiar

had a lot of faith in Calvin’s

at the mention of

in church just for me. And you know, I really did feel a whole lot better

Brought by Yvonne?

feel like Hercules at first,

Yvonne get her hands on the

and dutiful not like some

ranted on, shooting a venomous glance at Noella standing in the

a bump on a log while she’s getting checked out, not even offering

here, she would be running back and forth, tending to

check–up, Calvin shot

by tomorrow, and

a million, Professor Calvin. Noella, see

“Sure.”

two of them left

watched their retreating figures. Calvin was still chatting with Noella, and her brow

barely exchanging extra words with Yvonne when she was around, just sticking to medical advice. Why did he become Mr. Chatterbox with that Noella?

some serious ailment he didn’t dare tell her about?

Chapter 30

must

it, the more convinced she became. In a rage, she

just want to see me dead! Well, I won’t make it easy for you!

echoed through the corridors.

started discussing Ashlyn’s condition with Noella when he heard the commotion inside, along with the sounds of the caregiver trying to

said matter–of–factly, “That seals it. Premonitory Alzheimer’s, severe and irreversible.”

riddled with severe

it, her condition was not

a sigh.

it. I’ll arrange

for the