CHapter 48
Sexton was over the moon! Last time he heard Yvonne iming she was his savior, he was so
bummed out!
Thought his peepers were failing him and he got it all twisted, but he vividly remembered being
rescued by a knockout, not that in girl Yvonne.
He asked Marcel, but that old coot yed dumb and wouldn’t spill the beans!
If it weren’t for the live TV broadcast he caught yesterday, revealing that Noe was actually the
Schnabel family’s daughter and even had the first dance with his grandson, he’d still be in
the dark.
That old fox Marcel, too crafty for his own good!
“Noe, I didn’t get you a birthday present yesterday, but I’ve had your gift ready for a while now, all
set to give to you!”
Sexton, all mysterious–like, whipped out a box and handed it over to Noe.
Marcel shocked, blurted out, “Sexton, isn’t that the jewelry your wife got when you two got married?
Are you really giving away your nest egg?”
“Buzz off, you old buzzard! Can’t you say anything nice? We had this pact in our family, a gift for
each granddaughter–inw! I thought I’d never get the chance to give away thisst one, but thank
God…
Sexton’s eyes
eyes brimmed with kindness as his weathered hands caressed Noe and Palmer’s. drawing them
together for a gentle pat.
“Open it up, see if you like what I got you!”
Noe, meeting Palmer’s equally eager gaze, went with the flow and cracked open the wooden
box.
A set of top–notch diamond jewels caught her eye, each piece wless. And Noe, having seen
her fair share of gems, could tell this set was worth a small fortune!
“It’s too precious. I can’t ept this.”
Sexton clutched his chest, putting on an act like he was about to kick the bucket any second!
“Marcel, I think I saw our old friends…”
Marcel teased, “They probably don’t want to see you at all.”
“My heart… it aches… Palmer, you better stick to the will I wrote earlier…”
Noe quickly piped up, “I’ll keep it, but it’s too valuable. I’ll just hold onto it for now and give it back
to youter.”
Instantly, Sexton was good as new, peppy enough to sprint up five flights of stairs on the spot!
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“Once I’m gone, that’s yours to keep. There’s no giving it back! if word got out that the Pocks take
back their wee gifts, how am I supposed to face people?”
Marcel chuckled, “In a few years you won’t be among the living anyway, just a ghost.”
“Go ahead and make me madl Humph! This wonderful granddaughter of yours is bing part of
my family! I’ll let you win this time
The two old timers were used to squabbling; it was just a game of who could act more childish.
Noe, holding the diamond set, felt a headacheing on.
Palmer whispered, “If it’s bothering you, just tuck it away for now. The set’s a bit mature because
Grandpa always figured I’d settle down in my forties or fifties. Then it’d suit my wife just fine.”
Noe shot him a look, meaning to have him take it back, but unexpectedly found herself lost in his
warm, smiling eyes, full of emotions she couldn’t quite grasp.
“You’d look better with the ne I gave you yesterday. Why aren’t you wearing it today?”
“I don’t like wearing Jewelry.”
Heading out usually meant offing someone or taking on risky missions. Jewelry would only get in
the way!
“Wear it when you’re not on a mission. It suits you!”
At the birthday party, all the jewelry she wore seemed tailor–made, turning her into a dazzling,
starlike presence.
Noe gave him a peculiar look. What did her wearing Jewelry have to do with him?
“Grandpa Sexton, let me give you a check–up.”
“Eh, eh, sure thing,e on over, girl. I trust your medical skills! Even Professor Calvin said I’ve
been recovering well!”
Seeing Noe so concerned about Sexton, Marcel Jealously muttered, “Humph, she’s still my
granddaughter. I’m sick too, and I need a check–up!”
Noe smiled helplessly.
With one hand on Marcel’s wrist and the other on Sexton’s, she began taking their pulses
simultaneously!
Palmer’s eyes shone with admiration.
The legendary Phantom Surgeon Lunaris could check the pulse of ten people at once, rapidly
diagnosing each condition and making quick decisions to snatch lives back from the Grim Reaper!
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“Grandpa, you stayed up tootest night. Do it again, and I’ll confiscate yourics.
Grandpa Sexton, you’ve been upte too, and you’ve been getting mad a lottely. That’s not good
for your health.”
Marcel quickly hid hisics under the nkets and sald, “No, no, no! You got thern for me, so.
you can’t take them away!”
“If you stay up past three, you can kiss them goodbye.”
Marcel looked downcast, scolded by his granddaughter.
“Alright, alright, you’re scarier than any of your brothers. Even Ulrich wasn’t this harsh when he
checked up on me.”
But the thing is, Ulrich’s a clinical doc, not Into pulse–taking like Noe, let alone pinpointing his
bedtime so urately!
Noe turned to Sexton and said, “Grandpa Sexton, you’re mostly fine, but you’re still recovering
from that poisoning. Plus, have you eaten anything you shouldn’t havetely?”
Palmer grew worried too, eyeing Sexton.
“Grandpa, you already got poisoned by taking the wrong meds, so how could you go eating random
stuff?”
Sexton looked utterly wronged. “I didn’t eat anything weird! Just my meds, my meals, and when I
have a game of chess with Marcel here, I would have the afternoon tea the Schnabel family’s chef
brings. I swear, that’s all I had!”
His meds and food have been checked and double–checked, all to ensure his safety!
The Schnabel family’s afternoon tea was legit delicious!
Noe nced at Palmer and exined, “Grandpa’s tea is this special medicinal recipe I whipped
up for him. It’s cool for Grandpa Sexton to have some too – all good. But his pulse is off, for real.
Mind if I take a look at his meds?”
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“Sure thing, hang tight, I’ll grab them for you in a jiffy!”
Palmer took long strides, dashed to the room next door, and came back with Sexton’s box of pills,
handing it over to Noe.
“What’s this?” She picked up a few pills from the box, frowning slightly.
Sexton was puzzled too.
“Hey, what’s this stuff? Beats me, let me think. Oh snap, I remember now! Yvonne, that chick,
dropped them off a while back, imed they were like health boosters or something. She said they
were good for my body. She mentioned Marcel and Ashlyn were popping them too, so I figured,
why not?”
But honestly, the sight of Yvonne’s dress that was bigger than his hospital bed was enough to give
him a headache. He barely looked at what she gave him before shooing her away.
He’d totally spaced on it these past few days and just chucked them down the hatch with his regr
meds.
Palmer’s brow was knitted with worry as he asked, “Noe, what is this stuff?”
Noe spoke up coolly, “Some ck market miracle cure, ‘Nourishment Pill‘.”