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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13:14

Chanter

she had spotted those special forces soldiers

out they were lying in wait, ready to nab

just waking up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood

up, “Grandpa, Grandpa Sexton needs surgery to

trusting

go ahead. Leave the rest

in the hospital, Marcel would take care of them!

Three hours later.

completed a heart surgery all by

was still unconscious, but

condition takes a turn, call me

over.

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

for Noella, he might be playing chess with

on home. I’ll handle the hospital stuff. And

pineapple bomb in Marcel’s room must

room – killing

said, “Don’t worry, there

to Marcel, and left the hospital.

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

the best daughter of the Schnabel

she saw Sexton lying on

Schnabel family, and I’ve come to

slowly opened his eyes.

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come he remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not being this one?

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

you myself.

glanced towards the door as she spoke.

crisp voice came from the entrance, laden with

“Who are you?”

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

in last time that they were hard to catch. So this time. Palmer had deliberately left a

man in the black suit 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

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

was icy, and his gaze fell

coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

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

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

with

know what’s going on. I had an episode just now, and I remember it was the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who saved me.”

foggy, and he drifted back to

his sculpted features extra