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

for

away, or

he’d get to

having hung up, tilted her chin up slightly and looked at

you’ll bow down and

the line! And he was all gung–ho

staff

figure in medicine, now admitting he screwed up

out, it would rock the

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

tough to crack

stood there, her eyes coolly locking

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

met his gaze

“His.”

claimed to be from Marcel’s

the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t match the Schnabel family.

food, but you can’t talk nonsense.”

as tranquil as an ink wash painting, not

seen.

eyes

felt

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

with hints

eyes.

appeared even more composed and graceful, making those rascals

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amateurs!

pleased with

staff were still clamoring to throw Noella out.

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

for silence, and

Noella over. “Call me Grandpa.”

with the flow, stepping up to stand

“Grandpa.”

to have

of medical staff, his smile vanishing instantly.

to butt in? Who said to take her away? I’d say

never imagined that Noella was actually Marcel’s granddaughter!

Schnabel family’s upbringing and bully the Schnabel family’s

turned to jelly at the thought.

mean it. We didn’t know she was the young miss of your house…”

waved them off. “Someone will be in touch regarding these matters.”

knew what that meant. Their faces fell,

lady on the floor, her face streaked with

her. “Someone will

sure now that she had been

a look for