The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 50 Marcel snorted coldly.

“Where did you get the money to buy such pricey stuff? And who did you buy it from?” Yvonne hemmed and hawed, “Just smedicine dealers sold it tofor a hundred grand a pop. Grandma's been feeling way better after taking the Nourishment Pill, so | got it for Grandpa Sexton tool It costa pretty penny of my pocket money! Grandpa, | really wanted Grandpa Sexton to get better. How could there be anything wrong with the Nourishment Pill?” “The Pollack family’s lawyers will be coming for you. Telleverything you know, and cough up those dealers’ contact info, or the Schnabel family can’t save you!” Yvonne quickly agreed! How could the Nourishment Pill be a problem? After hanging up, Marcel frowned and said, “With this girl's smarts, she couldn't have pulled this off alone. I'll leave the rest to you guys. Noella, don’t worry, no matter what you find, Grandpa's got your back.” “Okay, Grandpa.” Stepping out of the hospital, Noella furrowed her brows as she looked at her hand, still intertwined with Palmer's.

“Can you let go?” or was to Holding hands reassure Marcel and Sexton, but why the heck are we still hand in hand? Palmer's face, however, was all smiles.

“Last t| let go of your hand, | regretted it, but back then I didn’t know you were my fiancée, so | didn't dare to overstep. If | had known, | wouldn't have let go.” Noella was like, is he talking about that twe ran into Vincent? “Let go.” “No.” Noella frowned lightly and said, “Don’t makethump you.” “If my fiancée fancies a sparring session right here at the hospital entrance, I'm all in, but the grandpas are watching us. Besides, I'd prefer to spar somewhere more fitting, any way your want.” Noella was speechless. Why do | get the feeling this guy’s words have layers of meaning? Turning her head, she indeed saw the two old men braving the wind, heads out the window. watching them. Two huddled together, faces beaming with loving smiles.

#ta brawl between them broke out now at the hospital entrance, the old gents would probably be scared straight into the ICU.

Palmer gallantly opened the car door for her. “Where to? I'll drop you off.” Noella thought for a moment and said. “To Utrich’s lab, | need to borrow sof his lab equipment.

Ulrich’s lab boasted sof the world’s most advanced equipment, capable of getting results. in a jiffy with 98.9% precision, “Don’t you have your own lab?” Phantom Surgeon Lunaris certainly had her own lab; the meds she developed for Marcel were all her own work! “Yeah, but my lab’s not as up-to-snuff as Ulrich’s, precision’s at 98.5%." She hadn't gotten around to updating her equipment, plus a new set cost an arm and a leg and needed a bunch of procedures to get approved.

“I'll send it over as a gift. Just givean address. If you don’t wantto know where your lab is, you can have your people pick it up from the Pollack Group.” The precision she needed for her lab equipment was sky-high, and a set would probably cost a small fortune. He was offering it just like that? “Because your consultation fee and the ongoing cost of the meds for my grandpa isn’t expensive.

“I have a few international caregivers on hand, trustworthy but pricey.” Price isn’t an issue: the Pollack family is loaded.

“Thanks, Noella. | really owe you one this time! Otherwise, | wouldn't know how to face Grandpa!” “It’s no sweat. I'll send you the address. Just dropoff at Ulrich’s today.” A hint of regret flashed in Palmer's eyes! The Pollack Group really couldn’t hold a candle to the Schnabel family in the medical field. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to go to Ulrich for a lab! Annie was driving, visibly excited! Miss Noella said she'd send Palmer her address, which means she doesn’t mind him knowing where her lab is! What does that mean? It means the boss will have plenty of chances to pick up and drop off Miss Noella from work. And when they're both free, they could even go for a romantic candlelit dinner.

And Annie wouldn't have to work overtanymore! Ulrich, having received Noella’s call, was already waiting at the lab’s entrance.

12:16 Thanks, Mr. Pollack, for bringing Noelia over. Next time, just callfor a ride.

Pamer smited politely and said. “Dropping off my lancée is my duty, no need for formalities, r clater to pick Noelia up for dinner, you joining?” Urich’s gaze at Palmer was complicated, as if he'd swallowed a fly.

“Oh sure What are they competing for? rich, let's go in,” said Noella..

“Alright.” Palmer watched the siblings disappear into the lab before turning away, “Annie, dig into Yvonne's entire network, | want to know where every single Nourishment Pill in her hands cfrom.” “Yes. Mr. Pollack. Do you think Yvonne is clueless about these things?” Palmer sneered, his thin lips curling into a mocking smile.

“She’s a blockhead, but that doesn’t mean her backers are. A Nourishment Pill that goes for a million a pop is usually difficult to sell. If Yvonne's got so many, it just means she doesn’t know. what she’s dealing with!” With Yvonne's smarts, chances were she thought the Nourishment Pill had sother effects. and that’s why she fed them to the old folks! Annie was also aware of the gravity of the situation. Although Sexton didn’t voice any blin the hospital room, Mr. Pollack was actually feeling quite guilty! “Yes!” Meanwhile, in Ulrich’s lab.

“Noella, | got the lowdown on what you were talking about, and I've got all the lab gear ready to roll. But I've got a surgery lined up in a bit, so you'll have to hang tight.” Ulrich, being the genius doc that he is, has folks lining up out the door every day to get a piece of his time, and most of them are patients that even the Schnabel family can’t turn away.

Noella knew Ulrich’s slammed, and sweetly said, “Got it, Ulrich. Can | take the lab gear for a spin?” Ulrich cracked a tender smile and gently ruffled her soft hair, looking like the cat that got the cream.

“Of course you can. Dive right in! If anything breaks, | will just buy a new one!” He's got that indulgent vibe of a parent who can’t say no to their kiddo.

12:16 Chapter 50 “What | mean is, | can crunch the numbers on the Nourishment Pill data. You do your thing, Ulrich. Just leave the lab gear to me, and don’t worry.” Ulrich was over the moon, not doubting for a second whatever reasoning his little sis had for claiming she’s got the chops to handle the gear.

“Cool, I'll set you up with access. Take my card, and feel free to use it for anything. All the lab equipment passwords are your birthday.” “Alright, go do your thing, Ulrich.” Ulrich gave his assistant a few heads-ups to stick with Noella like glue, just in case something went sideways and he couldn't bail her out mid-surgery.

“Miss Noella, I'm Mr. Schnabel’s assistant Lily. Please follow me.” Noella gave a nod and trailed behind Lily to the lab that Ulrich had all prepped.

A bunch of busy doctors looked up as Noella walked in, giving her the once-over, all a bit puzzled about how a girl who looked like a high schooler waltzed into their lab space. After all, It’s not exactly a place where just anyone can pop in.

“Lily, what's the deal? This isn't daycare: what's with the kid dropping by for a tour?” Lily quickly shoots them a look that said, “Cool your jets. That's Mr. Schnabel’s sister, so watch it!” “But Mr. Schnabel’s sister coming to see him doesn’t mean she should be in the lab, right? This place is chock- full of experimental data. If something goes awry, not even Mr. Schnabel could fix it.”