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 those special forces soldiers

wait, ready to nab

mouthful of

Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to drain

completely trusting her

Leave the rest to me.”

in the hospital, Marcel would take care of

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery

was still unconscious, but out

condition takes a turn, call me and

over.

sweat–soaked clothes,

If it weren’t for Noella, he might be playing

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

guessed that the pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must

Sexton, planting a bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two

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

nodded, said goodbye to Marcel, and left the

entrance, Yvonne fussed over her clothes for a long time before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in

best daughter of the

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

Yvonne from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come

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

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

door as she

voice came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

followed by a string of bodyguards. He had cleaned out

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 meddle with Imperial. West

move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his gold–rimmed glasses reflecting

Schnabel. I’ve brought some soup I made

and his gaze fell on the chicken

and said coldly. “Take your soup and get

Yvonne was stunned.

he be so

know that she was his fiancée! Once he found

glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out of place

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

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

had just woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and

gentle, his sculpted features