Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 355

Yvonne slammed the bottle of nail polish down in frustration. “The whole Naylor family must be out of their minds!”

Bianca, her mood soured, didn’t linger. She cut the conversation short and headed back to her room. After a shower, she thought about messaging Seth, but noticed a message from Lillian Laurent instead.

Lillian was asking if she’d managed to track down those two friends after returning home.

Bianca froze. How could she have forgotten about that?

She’d actually asked someone to look into Lillian’s two friends that very night, but only managed to find one of them.

The next day, she arranged to meet with the person.

He was cagey at first, dodging questions and refusing to give her a straight answer. Only after Bianca turned up the heat—making it clear she wouldn’t leave without the truth—did he finally crack.

“Honestly, we messed up that night,” he admitted.

Bianca’s expression hardened. “What do you mean?”

He explained, “We used that sedative, just like we planned, but before we got the woman back to the room, someone caught us. A man—he seemed to know her. He just took her right out of our hands.”

“You know who he was?” Bianca pressed immediately.

“Didn’t at the time,” he said. “But yesterday, I saw him on the news.”

He fumbled for his phone and pulled up a news article, showing her the picture. “That’s him! That’s the guy who took the woman from us!”

Bianca stared at the photo. When she realized who it was, her face drained of color.

No wonder. Suddenly, the things that had been bothering her all clicked into place.

She left the café with a stormy expression and messaged Lillian: “That night, it was Healy who took Noreen away.”

That answer was hard for Lillian to swallow.

After the Naylor Automotive Group’s new car launch, Noreen’s days were a whirlwind of work. Even so, she made time for one thing every day: reaching out to Vincent.

Every route Henry could imagine, Noreen had already considered. In fact, ever since she learned Vincent had left Ascendancy Group, she’d been trying to make contact.

She’d tried messaging him directly, but got no response. She’d gone through mutual acquaintances, people who might have a connection, but it was no use. Every possible lead was a dead end.

Finally, only one option remained: Seth.

That’s the way business goes—sooner or later, you always need a favor from someone. There are no permanent friends or enemies, only shifting alliances based on mutual benefit. Even if you can’t stand someone, sometimes you have to swallow your pride for the sake of the bottom line.

So Noreen unblocked Seth’s number on WhatsApp, where she’d banished him months ago, and sent a simple smiley face.

She fully expected him to block her in return—after all, she’d iced him out for half a year. He’d be justified.

But the dreaded red exclamation mark never appeared. The message went through without a hitch.