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The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65 

Calvin got the scoop about Yvonne first thing in the morning when he swung by the hospital for rounds. He quickly threw on his clothes and dashed to the ICU to check on her. Seeing she was mostly okay, he could breathe a sigh of relief

Why on earth would she take a plunge into the water out of the blue? The sea was still freaking cold in spring

Mr. Schnabel do you think Miss Yvonne was all worked up and went off the deep end because of the school’s punishment?” 

Marcel was also clued in on Yvonne’s disciplinary action. The school had been fair and square. even cutting her some slack because of the Schnabel family’s rep. Otherwise, she’d be packing her bags and out on her ear by now

Marcel thought, How did the kid I watched grow up turn into this hot mess?” 

All worked up? What’s there to be worked up about? Just keep an eye on her until she wakes up, and then we’ll talk.” 

Calvin nodded and gave Marcel a thorough checkup. He was the goto guy for these oldtimershealth and knew Marcel’s condition like the back of his hand. Last month’s shaky numbers are now looking way better

Mr. Schnabel, you’re in such good shape. You could pass for a young buck! You’ve bounced back so much and could probably be homebound for some R&R next month.” 

Marcel, getting on in years, loved nothing more than good news about his health. Really? Thank heavens for Noella’s magic touch with the meds. Can’t wait to get out of here I’m starting to smell like disinfectant!” 

Marcel shot up from bed and kicked open the neighboring ward’s door, puffing himself up and boomed, Sexton, I’m busting out of this joint next month! Hahaha! You can rot in here for all

care!” 

Sexton couldn’t sit still. He sprang up and grabbed Noella’s hand, begging with puppydog eyes. Noella, I want to be discharged too! Please, Noella, I’m begging you!” 

Noella was about to turn him down, but looking at those big, sad eyes, she just couldn’t spit it 

out

Fine, stick to the meds I gave you, get your daily checks, exercise, no staying up late, no picky eating, and you’ll be out next month.” 

Yeah! You’re the best. Noella!Sexton strutted over to Marcel, giving him a nudge with his shoulder. It’s not just you with a granddaughter here, Noella’s my granddaughterinlaw too!” 

And if I say no, your boy Palmer is gonna stay a bachelor!Marcel retorted

You wouldn’t dare!” 

Watch me!” 

Noella was used to the old coots scrapping like kids. At their age, they couldn’t really throw down, at most just yank a few hairs out of each other’s already thinning scalps

She turned to Calvin and whispered, Ashlyn’s condition has worsened. Go check on her.” 

Sure, I’ll send you a report later. As for the old men hereCalvin was practically starryeyed looking at Noella, inches away from dropping to his knees and shamelessly begging for Marcel’s miracle recipe

Help me out next time, then we’ll talk.” 

Calvin was floored! He might actually get a chance to see Noella in action

Alright, I’ll go check on Ashlyn. You’ve got this!As soon as he stepped out of the ward, Calvin expertly ignored the crowd that had gathered at the door

These big shotsvisitors were always a circus, bringing gifts that ended up in the antibribery department by the truckload

Belinda perked up when someone finally came out, only to see a doctor in a white coat not the Pollack family VIP they were waiting for

She sized up Calvin, feeling he looked familiar but couldn’t place him behind the mask. Maybe he was one of those Instafamous docs

The Lamberts seemed a little deflated. They were promised a visit from the Pollack Group’s big cheese, and yet, no sign of him

Vincent grumbled. Talk about undutiful. What time is it, and he still hasn’t shown up to see his granddad? We’ve been here all morning!” 

Milford shot him a glare when no one was looking

Like the Pollack Group’s CEO needs to report his whereabouts to you. Get over yourself! Milford scolded inwardly

The Rosenbergs were here because Beckett had them by the throat in business. If they could cozy up to the Pollacks, getting blackballed by the Schnabels wouldn’t be a big deal

Right now, the Pollacks were the Rosenbergslifeline

Briony eyed Milford in his wheelchair, almost jealous. She could kill for a seat. Standing for five hours in heels, her feet were on fire

Mom, is Palmer Pollack coming today or what?” 

I don’t know, sweetheart. Just look at the crowd waiting!” 

But unlike them, this crowd seemed to come prepared, whipping out newspapers and plopping down on the floor like it was a picnic

Was this how you ask for a favor? Or was this just how Imperial City folks rolled

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And the hospital staff didn’t even bother to shoo them away. Standing with them, Belinda felt her own classiness slipping

When the ward door swung open, there was Marcel, masked and hatted, being wheeled out by Noella. Seeing his getup, Noella had to stifle a laugh

Marcel hated small talk. Whenever the ward got crowded, he’d cover his face to avoid accidentally rolling his eyes at the public

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