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? And

away, or else there

maybe he’d get to see

hung up, tilted her chin up

you’ll bow down and apologize?”

he was all gung–ho about inviting the girl in front to his lab!

staff were

was a leading figure in medicine, now admitting he screwed up a prescription!

out, it would rock the entire medical

nurse’s face fell, her voice catching. “Even if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows which family’s kid you are.

people this tough

her eyes

imposing presence that made people hesitate to meet his gaze. The air of authority. that comes with long–held power was all over Marcel; just one look from him could

met his gaze and

“His.”

nurse was speechless. This girl claimed to

the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t

can eat junk food, but you can’t

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

seen.

locked eyes

felt a sudden

saw Noella, he knew this girl had to be his granddaughter. Those eyes. were the spitting

with hints of his late wife in her

eyes.

more composed and graceful,

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amateurs!

pleased with what

staff were still clamoring to throw

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

silence, and everyone clammed up like

waved Noella over. “Call me Grandpa.”

flow, stepping

“Grandpa.”

to have you

over the group of medical staff, his smile vanishing

Schnabel, and you dare to butt in? Who

imagined that Noella was actually

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

jelly at the thought.

we didn’t mean it. We didn’t know she was the young miss

be in touch regarding these matters.”

Their faces fell, staring at Noella

streaked

calmly assured her. “Someone will help you, don’t

harder, sure now that she had been wronged.

“Girl, take a look for me. Is there anything in the prescription