Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 397

Claire, who had been scrolling on her phone throughout the meal despite Noreen’s reminders, suddenly shoved her phone in Noreen’s face. “Quick, look at this!”

Noreen glanced down. It was a breaking news alert.

A horde of reporters had managed to get into Bianca’s hospital room and were ambushing her with an interview—or rather, an interrogation. They were grilling her about why she would set off fireworks in a protected ecological zone like Westbrook and demanding to know who had pulled strings to get the event approved.

The scene was pure chaos. Bianca, cornered by the press, had nowhere to hide. The arrogance she usually wore like a shield was gone, replaced by raw panic and helplessness. Just then, someone pushed through the crowd and wrapped a protective arm around her, shielding her from the flashing cameras.

“Who the hell is that?” Claire grumbled, annoyed that someone was ruining the show.

The man’s face was obscured, so Noreen took a guess. “Probably jerk Seth.” Who else would care that much about Bianca?

Just as Claire was about to launch into a tirade, the man’s face flashed on screen for a second. “Nope, not jerk Seth,” she confirmed.

Noreen looked closer and saw that it was Henry. She amended her answer. “It’s her lapdog, then.”

“She has so many,” Claire sighed.

The rest of the meal was light and pleasant, and Padgett got to see a side of Noreen that was more relaxed and personal than her work persona. He found it utterly charming.

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