The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 6

What on earth was this girl yammering about? Did she have any idea who Professor Calvin is? The dude’s a top–notch doc who checks up on the bigwigs! Did she really think she can just hit him up whenever?

The nurse sneered. “If you can get through to Professor Calvin, I’ll bow down and apologize.”

*Kids these days. I tell ya. My son thinks he’s Ultraman or something.”

“Enough chit–chat, let’s kick her out already. A little time at the police station will knock some sense into her and show her where she stands.”

Right in front of everyone, Noella whipped out her phone and dialed a number.

A doctor nearby scoffed. “She’s just punching in random digits. At least save a fake ‘Calvin‘ in your contacts to make it look good.”

Noella was speechless.

It’s not like he’s that important. Why would she bother saving his number? She remembered it because he’d called way too many times.

The other end picked up quickly.

Noella hit the speakerphone.

“This is Noella. There’s something wrong with the meds you prescribed.”

A confident male voice responded, “So you’ve finally decided to join our lab? Wait, what did you say?”

“I’m at Imperial West Hospital. You prescribed licorice tablets for a patient with hypertensive heart disease.”

Calvin smacked his forehead. “Right, right, I did prescribe licorice tablets for a patient, but just once. The dosage is correct, strictly controlled.”

“You prescribed it five times. The patient is dead.”

Calvin said in disbelief, “Impossible! I have the prescription right here. I only signed off on it once, for the patient in room eight. Their blood pressure couldn’t handle too much licorice!”

Noella coolly replied. “So, you got it wrong.”

Calvin, in a frenzy on the other end, “Alright, my bad. If you’re willing to join our lab…”

“Your lab’s going nowhere. Count me out.” After saying that, she asked again, “Who is this?”

There was a pause on the line before he replied with this name.

Upon hearing his name, Noella hung up.

Calvin, still holding his phone, was dumbfounded.

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Chartere

prescription for bed eight

get to Imperial West Hospital right away, or

he’d get to

the hospital, Noella, having hung up, tilted her chin up

bow down and apologize?”

the line! And he was

staff were flabbergasted.

now admitting he screwed up

would rock

Calvin admits it, nobody knows

tough to

stood there, her eyes coolly locking with

that comes with long–held power was all

met his gaze and pointed.

“His.”

speechless. This girl claimed to be from Marcel’s

was sure that the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t match the Schnabel family. How could she

junk food, but you can’t talk nonsense.”

her expression as tranquil as an ink wash painting, not a ripple to be

seen.

locked eyes

glance, Marcel felt a sudden

had to be his granddaughter. Those eyes. were the spitting image of those

when she was young, with hints of

eyes.

and graceful, making those rascals look

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amateurs!

pleased with

were still clamoring to throw Noella

a spy, out to get you! There’s definitely something off. I’ll

his hand for silence, and everyone clammed up like chickens.

Noella over.

went with the flow, stepping up to stand

“Grandpa.”

have you back.”

the group of

Schnabel, and you dare to butt in? Who

never imagined that Noella was actually Marcel’s

the Schnabel family’s upbringing and bully the Schnabel family’s young lady in front of

turned to jelly at

We didn’t know she was the young

off. “Someone will be in touch regarding these

what that meant. Their faces fell, staring at Noella behind Marcel.

floor, her face streaked with tears, looked at Noella with

her. “Someone will help you, don’t

lady nodded vigorously, crying harder, sure now

turned and handed Noella the prescription, “Girl, take a look for me. Is there anything in