She seemed pretty capable, too.
That much Noreen could tell from the dull ache lingering in her muscles today.
Clearly, the guy hadn’t held back...
After washing up, Noreen called Jennifer.
The phone rang for ages before someone finally picked up—a deep, unfamiliar voice. It was Jennifer’s latest boy toy, saying she was still asleep, worn out from last night.
Sounded like they’d had quite the marathon themselves.
Noreen asked him to let Jennifer know to call her back when she woke up.
Nearly two hours later, Jennifer finally returned the call. Her voice was hoarse.
Noreen wasted no time getting the details on last night.
Jennifer groaned, “How would I know? I was way too busy. I don’t even remember when you left.”
That only made Noreen more confused.
Could she really have called the male model herself?
“Noreen, did you think the drinks last night tasted a little… off?” Jennifer sounded suspicious. “You think they spiked them? I’ve run into this before—some clubs doctor the drinks so guests get wild and spend more money. Total scam.”
“And you can’t even prove it. You just end up having to suck it up.”
Noreen was silent.
So they’d been set up.
Well, that club was going straight to her blacklist.
Later, Noreen ordered some medication online—just in case. She couldn’t remember much and wasn’t even sure if the guy had used protection.
The doctor had said her chances of getting pregnant were low, but Noreen wasn’t about to take any risks. She took the morning-after pill anyway.
It was well into the afternoon by the time she made it to the office. As soon as she arrived, Matthew Cole came looking for her.
He told her he’d scheduled another meeting with Mr. Brooke from the Brooke Group to discuss a potential partnership.
The Brooke Group specialized in insurance, and their customer service could easily be optimized through InnoCore’s platform.
“This place flies in all its seafood fresh from overseas. Try it—it’s really good.”
Bianca took a bite, nodding in approval. “You’re right, it’s delicious.”
Henry smiled, clearly enjoying himself. “So what made you want to go out to dinner tonight?”
“You’ve been so busy lately. I finally wrapped up a big project and had time, so I wanted to treat you.”
She glanced at him playfully. “What, you didn’t want to come?”
“Are you kidding? If you invite me, I’ll always make time,” Henry replied without hesitation.
That made Bianca smile.
Truth was, she’d asked Henry out on a whim—after she found out Noreen was trying to land a partnership with him.
Noreen always liked to steal projects, didn’t she?
Well, two could play at that game.
This time, Bianca was determined not to lose.

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