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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for bed eight be wrong?

away,

to see that girl!

having hung up, tilted her chin up slightly and looked

you’ll bow down and apologize?”

voice on the line! And he was all gung–ho

medical staff were

medicine, now admitting he screwed up a

it would

Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows which family’s kid you are.

people this tough

her eyes coolly locking

of authority. that comes

met his gaze and pointed.

“His.”

speechless. This girl claimed to be from Marcel’s family! What a joke!

used on the phone didn’t match the Schnabel family. How could she possibly be

food, but you can’t talk nonsense.”

her expression as tranquil as an ink wash painting, not a

seen.

eyes with

felt a sudden daze!

had to be his granddaughter. Those eyes.

she was young, with hints of his late wife in her

eyes.

and graceful, making those rascals look like

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amateurs!

was increasingly pleased with what he

were still clamoring

you! There’s definitely something off. I’ll

hand for silence, and everyone clammed up like chickens.

waved Noella over. “Call me

went with the flow, stepping up to

“Grandpa.”

have

of medical staff, his smile vanishing

dare to butt in? Who said to take her away? I’d say you’re the spies!”

never imagined that Noella

and bully the Schnabel family’s young

turned to jelly at the thought.

know she

will be in touch regarding these

faces fell, staring at Noella

face streaked with tears, looked

“Someone will help

harder, sure now that she had been

the prescription, “Girl, take a look for me. Is there anything in the prescription that shouldn’t