Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 641

Finally addressed, Seth's gaze shifted, slowly sweeping over the photos laid out on the table. A faint, self-mocking smile touched his lips. "Haven't you always disapproved of my taste?"

"I have," Wade replied, as blunt as ever.

"Then you two can choose. I'm leaving."

With that, Seth stood up, grabbed his coat from the sofa, and left. Wade angrily swept the remaining photos back onto the table.

Evelyn followed him to the door, murmuring, "You're leaving before dinner?"

"You all eat. My being here would only ruin everyone's appetite."

As he spoke, Noreen looked over. Seth opened the front door, and the fading sunlight streamed in, casting his face in deep shadow.

Noreen had an important dinner the next day, so she didn't stay either.

Just after she left, Evelyn came out of the kitchen. She saw Wade silently gathering the photos, his expression dark.

Evelyn couldn't hold back any longer. "Is there really no room for reconciliation?" she asked.

Her question was met with Wade's silence, and the light in his eyes dimming, inch by inch.

…

The dinner was hosted by Hugh Summers, and the guests were all influential figures in Rivercrest City. But he had arranged for Noreen to sit at the head of the table, the seat of honor.

No one objected to this arrangement. They all felt Noreen had earned it. After all, who among them had managed to pull off two successful IPOs at once? Not even Seth, in his prime as a business prodigy, had accomplished that.

Faced with their praise, Noreen was appropriately humble when necessary and confident when called for. She handled the situation with practiced ease.

The secretary quickly scurried out, terrified of being fired over the incident.

"Mr. Summers, what has you so upset?" someone who hadn't heard asked.

Hugh waved his hand dismissively. "Just someone who ruins the mood. Not worth mentioning. Let's continue drinking."

Such were the rules of survival. Cruel, but realistic.

Just as everyone raised their glasses again, the private room door opened once more. Bianca was standing there.

Hugh's face turned cold, and he was about to scold his secretary for her incompetence when Seth appeared behind Bianca.

He was backlit, the shadows deep around his sharp nose and eyes, making him look even more inscrutable. His voice was playful but held a chilling edge. "Mr. Summers, did you perhaps not know I was back in Rivercrest City? Is that why you didn't invite me to your dinner?"