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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Chanter

bombs earlier, she had spotted those

out they were lying in wait, ready to nab

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

surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s

completely trusting

the

or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel would take

Three hours later.

having completed a

unconscious, but out

Sexton’s condition takes

over.

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

might be

hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take

in Marcel’s room must have been

in Marcel’s room –

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

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left the

to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how perfect she

the best daughter of the

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

from the Schnabel family, and

his eyes.

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he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was

nodded excitedly, setting the chicken soup she had

Sexton, I made this chicken soup for you

the door as she

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out the

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

with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. radiating the aura of a king!

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

icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken soup

said coldly. “Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

was his fiancée! Once he found

another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly,

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

time. I know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it

and he drifted back to

him in, his gaze gentle, his sculpted features