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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13:14

Chanter

spotted those special forces

ready

waking up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out again.

to drain the hematoma. Let’s

trusting

the rest to me.”

in the

Three hours later.

having completed a

but out of

back. If Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

looked at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes,

for Noella, he might be playing chess with

you go on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of

must have

in Marcel’s room

said, “Don’t worry,

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and

time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in

the best daughter of

saw Sexton lying on the

from the Schnabel family, and I’ve

opened his

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not

soup she had prepared next

for you myself. It’s really good for your

the door as she

voice came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s

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

rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting

Pollack, I’m Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup

icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup

“Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so harsh to her?

his fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t kick. her

at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in

someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

bit foggy, and he drifted

gentle, his sculpted features