Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1139

"There was indeed a man in Room 419 five years ago."

"But it wasn't you."

Seth leaned forward slightly, closing the distance toward the escort. His eyes were bottomless pits of freezing wrath.

"Because the man in that room with her..."

He paused for a fraction of a second, his voice dropping to a gravelly register that sent shockwaves through the entire room.

"...was me."

The words dropped, and the room was swallowed by a deathly silence.

Crystal's fingers seized violently, her pupils shrinking to pinpricks.

The triumphant smile on Gia's face completely froze.

The escort turned stark white, so terrified by Seth's predatory gaze that he didn't even dare lift his head.

He had taken Lillian's money to frame Noreen. Who the hell forgot to mention that the real guy was sitting right next to her?!

Seth didn't spare anyone else a glance.

He stood up straight, his thumb gently stroking the back of Noreen's hand in an undeniably possessive, comforting rhythm.

Only then did he issue an order to Jude. "Take care of him. Find every single person behind this, and don't let a single one off the hook."

"You got it!" Jude was more than happy to do the dirty work.

At the same time, he let out a massive sigh of relief.

No wonder Seth was so calm the entire time. He was the real 'escort'.

What a terrifying false alarm.

Claire finally let go of the wine bottle she had been gripping.

Thank god Seth stepped up, or she wouldn't have held back.

If he had waited one more second to speak, that bottle would have been smashed over the escort's head.

Seth sat back down beside Noreen, his hand still firmly holding hers.

His grip was astonishingly hot.

Noreen's mind was an absolute mess.

She couldn't process the timeline.

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