Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1113

The moment Crystal's words dropped, the temperature in the room plunged below freezing.

Only Gia, hidden in the shadows, let a subtle, unnoticeable smirk touch her lips.

This was shaping up to be quite a spectacular show.

She wanted Healy to hear exactly how shameful Noreen's past was.

She wanted him to realize that having feelings for Noreen was a permanent stain on his life.

Jude was the first to jump up, shouting back at Crystal. "What the hell kind of garbage are you spewing?"

Even Dylan, who had mostly stayed out of the direct crossfire, spoke up with a cold, reprimanding tone. "Watch your mouth, Crystal."

To Crystal, his reaction was just another instance of him protecting Noreen.

The jealousy she had suppressed for years completely boiled over, shattering any remaining shred of rationality. "Am I wrong? I'm just stating facts! She slithered her way into our social circle using filthy, degrading tactics. What exactly does she have to be so proud of?"

Dylan was just about to reply.

The private room door was suddenly violently pushed open from the outside, crashing into the wall with a deafening bang.

A sharp gust of wind followed the figure entering the room.

Seth Harcourt stood in the doorway, the line of his shoulders tense like a drawn bow.

His suit jacket was impeccably buttoned, but his collar was slightly disheveled from his rapid stride, making the chilling, predatory gaze in his eyes all the more terrifying.

He didn't speak immediately. His gaze slowly swept over the dead-silent room before locking onto Crystal.

Seth's eyes narrowed, his expression as cold as frost, radiating a dark, suffocating menace.

Under his stare, Crystal felt as if an icy spike had been driven straight into her chest. Her entire body went rigid.

For a fleeting second, she felt completely paralyzed, her throat tightening as she subconsciously held her breath.

She had never feared anything or anyone, but for the first time, she sensed a tangible, lethal danger radiating from Seth.

It made her blood run cold.

Even though Jude knew some of the truth, hearing Seth lay it out so bluntly made his eye twitch violently.

Beside him, Dylan looked up, staring at Seth with a deeply conflicted expression.

Even the usually laid-back Healy unconsciously tightened his grip on his wine glass, his knuckles turning pale.

Gia paused mid-wipe of her fingers, a flash of poorly concealed shock darting across her eyes.

Crystal clenched her fists, her face taut. "That's impossible! You're just humiliating yourself to save her reputation!"

With Seth's status and power back then, there was no way he would ever stoop that low!

He had absolutely no reason to!

He could have any woman he wanted!

Seth met her gaze, a lifeless, freezing darkness swirling in his eyes. "I was willing to be the other man. Being used for a few years meant absolutely nothing to me."