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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for bombs earlier, she had spotted

were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the

up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and

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

completely trusting her judgment.

go ahead. Leave the rest to

in the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

her mask, having completed a heart surgery all by herself.

unconscious, but out

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

over.

sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing chess with the

I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of

bomb in Marcel’s room must have been the work of those

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

Noella’s concern, Marcel patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in my room.”

to Marcel,

her 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 the best daughter

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

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

opened his eyes.

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family’s granddaughter who was

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s

soup for you myself. It’s really good for your recovery!”

door as

from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority and

“Who are you?”

room, followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire

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

man in the black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His

Yvonne Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made for Grandpa Sexton.”

was icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup

“Take your soup and get out.”

Yvonne was stunned.

could he be so harsh to her?

definitely didn’t know that she was his fiancée! Once he found out,

glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in the room.

tampered with your medication.

speaking 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 saved

bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep while talking

his gaze gentle, his sculpted features