“As your friend,” Bianca said, her voice soft but pointed, “I have to remind you that Noreen is an outsider. You need to watch your own back, Jude. Don’t let her take you for everything you’ve got.”
Jude hesitated. “I don’t think… I don’t think Noreen is that kind of person.”
His defense, however feeble, made Bianca’s expression harden. It was a subtle shift, but it was enough to make him uncomfortable.
She forced a placid tone. “I’m just giving you a friendly warning. Ultimately, you have to judge for yourself.”
Just last night, Lillian had sent her a message: Noreen was once again the richest woman in Rivercrest City. Bianca’s own name was now second to hers. The fallout from the fireworks incident had sent Ascendancy Group’s stock into a free fall, shrinking her net worth and widening the gap between her and Noreen. TechVenture was drowning in lawsuits and compensation claims, and Westbrook had even filed a public suit… It was a complete mess. The internet was buzzing with claims that she would never surpass Noreen.
A fire of resentment burned in her chest, a ceaseless, scorching flame. She could only console herself with one thought: she still had Seth. She hadn’t lost yet.
Noreen might have some business acumen, but that was all she had. Her background, her education—they predetermined her ceiling. She would never reach the heights Bianca could. Beyond her raw ambition, Noreen couldn’t compare to her in any meaningful way.
After that topic died, a long silence fell between them. Finally, Jude broke it, asking if she was tired and wanted to go back to her room. Bianca readily agreed.
He turned the wheelchair around and started pushing her back.
On the other side of the path was a small, man-made pond bustling with activity. As they passed, Bianca glanced over.
Her eyes immediately found Dylan.


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