The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 19

Marcel’s eyes lit up!

That’s right, Noella was one heck of a healer, and a darn good one at that.

Now, his prescriptions were all penned by Noella herself, and she checked on him before every dose.

With his precious granddaughter around, what could possibly go wrong for Sexton?

The door to the hospital room swung open, and a few medical staff with masks stood at the entrance.

“Mr. Marcel, Sexton has passed out, and we need to take him to the operating room now.”

They obviously came prepared. Their faces were covered up tight, not letting anyone get a glimpse of who they really were.

Marcel snorted coldly. “I’d like to see, with me right here, who dares to take Sexton away!”

The medics were expressionless and spoke in a deep tone. “It’s crucial to take care of Sexton’s health. If something happens to him in your room, the Pollack family will hold you accountable. and even you won’t be able to explain it away. Better hand him over to us.”

Marcel was furious. “Bullshit! I’ve never heard of anyone daring to mess with me! Anyone who threatened me is six feet under in the old battlefield. You think you can too?”

The medics were speechless. They exchanged glances, a silent communication passing between them.

The lead medic stepped forward, actually attempting to lay hands on Marcel and forcibly take Sexton away!

“Mr. Marcel, no offense, but Sexton’s condition is critical, and we must take him!”

Noella’s needles swiftly

naked eye.

pierced Sexton’s acupuncture points, moving at speeds invisible to the

Before the medics could get any closer, Sexton’s eyes snapped open. He kicked the leading doctor square in the chest with a heavy foot.

“Get the hell away from me!”

The doctor, caught off guard by Sexton’s sudden resistance, was holding a sharp little knife, its blade glinting with a chilling light!

Marcel sneered, “So it was Sexton you were after.”

Guards that had been lying in wait under the bed sprang out, quickly apprehending the dazed medics.

Noella was silent.

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she was checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those

wait, ready to nab

a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

Sexton needs surgery to drain

completely trusting her judgment.

go ahead. Leave the rest

were left in the hospital, Marcel would take care of them!

Three hours later.

a

unconscious, but out of

condition takes a turn, call me and I’ll be right

over.

sweat–soaked clothes,

for Noella, he might be playing chess with the Grim. Reaper

stuff. And

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of those bribed medics.

bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two birds with one

Noella’s concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left the

thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how perfect she was for the Pollack family!

daughter of the

hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to

I’m Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come

slowly opened his

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come he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not

soup she had prepared next to

made this chicken soup for you myself. It’s really good for your

glanced towards the door as she spoke.

entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

for those people to come in last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the Cerulean Whale would find it as hard as climbing to heaven to meddle with Imperial. West Hospital

hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the aura of a

some

expression was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken

frowned and said coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to her?

Once

Palmer spoke, he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the

someone tampered with your

the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter

woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted

his gaze gentle, his sculpted features extra rugged, and his pupils held an unfathomable