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

checking for bombs earlier, she had spotted those special forces soldiers

lying in wait, ready to nab someone at the

of fresh blood and then

Sexton needs surgery to drain the hematoma. Let’s

trusting her judgment.

the rest

in the hospital, Marcel would take care of them!

Three hours later.

having completed a heart surgery

still unconscious, but out of

takes a turn,

over.

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

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

the hospital stuff. And those medics, I’ll take care of

must have been the work of

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

patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t

goodbye to Marcel, and left the hospital.

before walking in with a thermos in hand. She was determined to rack up enough brownie points in front of Sexton to let the old man see how

best daughter of the Schnabel

saw Sexton lying on the bed with several tubes attached to him, appearing to be deep in slumber.

Schnabel family, and I’ve come to

his eyes.

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remembered the Schnabel family’s granddaughter who was just with him not

she had prepared

soup for you

towards the door as

came from the entrance, laden

“Who are you?”

the room, followed by a string of bodyguards.

left any room for 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

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

some soup I made for Grandpa

icy, and his gaze fell on the chicken

“Take your soup

Yvonne was stunned.

so harsh to her?

fiancée! Once he found out, he surely wouldn’t

at Yvonne,

heard someone tampered with your medication. I’m sorry for coming. late.”

can’t be around all the time. I know what’s going on.

had just woken up, his mind a bit foggy, and he drifted back to sleep

gaze gentle, his sculpted features extra rugged, and his pupils held an unfathomable