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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earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers hiding under

ready to nab someone at the crucial moment.

spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then passed out

“Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s arrange

completely trusting

ahead. Leave the

the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

having completed a

but out of danger.

Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn,

over.

looked at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching for

might be playing chess

hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of them!”

room must have been the work of those bribed

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

said, “Don’t

goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

clothes for a long time before walking in with a 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

was the best daughter of the Schnabel family!

hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on the

family, and I’ve come to

his eyes. “Yvonne?”

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he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who

soup she had prepared next to

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

door as

entrance, laden with

“Who are you?”

a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned

hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a loophole, and with a thunderous strike, the

suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility.

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

icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup

“Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so harsh to her?

his fiancée! Once he found out,

Palmer spoke, he didn’t spare another glance at Yvonne, who

are you okay? I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for

his hand, coughing several times and speaking weakly, “It’s okay, you can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on. I had

woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he

his gaze gentle, his sculpted features extra rugged, and his pupils