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 those special forces soldiers hiding under

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

up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then

surgery to drain

nodded, completely trusting her judgment.

the

or monsters were left in the hospital, Marcel

Three hours later.

removed her mask, having completed a heart surgery all

still unconscious, but out of danger.

takes a

over.

at his granddaughter’s sweat–soaked clothes, his

for Noella, he might be playing chess

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

room must

bomb in Marcel’s room – killing two

her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, there are cameras

said goodbye to Marcel, and

thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of

daughter of the

open the door to the hospital room, she saw Sexton lying on

from the Schnabel family, and I’ve come to

his

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who was just with him not being this

setting the chicken soup she had prepared

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

the door as she

came from the entrance, laden with an indescribable authority

“Who are you?”

string of bodyguards. He

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

black suit with a rugged and handsome profile, hist every move exuding nobility. His tie was crisp, his

brought some soup I

fell on the chicken soup in

and said coldly. “Take your

Yvonne was stunned.

be so harsh to her?

fiancée! Once he found out,

another glance at Yvonne, who was clearly, out

someone tampered with

and 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

mind a bit foggy, and

him in, his gaze gentle, his sculpted features extra