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

turned out they were lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the crucial

waking up, spat out a mouthful of fresh

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

trusting her judgment.

Leave the rest

left in the hospital, Marcel would take care

Three hours later.

mask, having completed a heart surgery all

still unconscious, but out

Grandpa Sexton’s condition takes a turn, call me

over.

his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his heart aching

Noella, he might

the hospital stuff.

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

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

said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras in

Marcel, and left the

her clothes for a long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie

best daughter of

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

the Schnabel family, and I’ve

opened his eyes.

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Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not

soup she had prepared next to Sexton’s hand.

you myself.

the door as she

the entrance, laden with an indescribable

“Who are you?”

of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the entire hospital’s medical

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

handsome profile, hist every move exuding

brought some soup I made for

fell on the chicken soup in

frowned and said coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to her?

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

Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place in

I heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m

I know what’s going on. I had an episode just

foggy, and he drifted back to sleep

features extra rugged, and his pupils held an unfathomable