Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 565

Bianca gave him a long look.

Healy's expression was gentle, his eyes slightly lowered, making it impossible to read his thoughts.

Seth returned after paying the bill and announced that the cars were waiting at the entrance.

Bianca paused, wanting to say something, but she held back each time.

Perhaps he had arranged the proposal somewhere else. A restaurant wasn't the most romantic setting, after all.

As they walked out together, they saw Dylan, who should have left long ago.

"Hey, isn't that Dylan? I thought he left?"

Jude was about to call out to him when he saw Noreen emerge from a private room.

The sound died in his throat.

Seeing this, Bianca's face instantly turned cold.

Lillian was even more furious. "That bitch! All she does is throw herself at men!"

The moment the words left her mouth, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Looking up, she saw that Healy, who hadn't given her a second glance all evening, was now staring at her with exceptionally cold eyes.

He was clearly unhappy that she was badmouthing Noreen.

Lillian felt a surge of indignation.

Being ignored by the man she liked all night was bad enough, but now she was being disliked because of a woman like Noreen.

She couldn't accept it.

"I'm not wrong!" she declared defiantly. "She's always surrounded by men!"

Healy raised an eyebrow. His expression remained mild, but his lowered eyes were sharp. "So what? A single woman is allowed to be pursued by any single man in the world. It doesn't bother me, so why does it bother you?"

Lillian was stunned into silence.

Beside them, Seth shot a slow, unreadable glance at Healy, his own emotions well hidden.

"The car is here," Bianca said, trying to diffuse the tension. It was both a prompt and a warning to Lillian not to argue further.

Lillian reluctantly got into the car.

After shutting Lillian down, Healy walked directly over to Noreen.

Jude watched, dumbfounded.

Wait…

Had he missed something?

"I'll take you home."

"I'll take you home."

Just then, Colby's car pulled up perfectly in front of Noreen.

She turned to the two men. "That's okay, I have my own car."

Dylan quickly changed his tune. "Well, be safe. Text me when you get home."

"Okay."

Healy had wanted to say the same thing.

But then he remembered that his chat history with Noreen was strictly business-related, and he wisely kept his mouth shut.

His lips pressed into a thin line as he realized he was already a step behind Dylan.

He had to find a way to catch up.

In the end, Noreen didn't text Dylan when she got home.

She was busy and completely forgot.

Halley had called, asking her to find the research paper she had written eight years ago.