Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 767

When Noreen came out of the hospital, the car was waiting at the entrance.

Dariel opened the door for her.

Just as Noreen was about to get in, a timid female voice came from behind her.

"H-hello, please wait a moment."

There was no one else at the entrance, so Noreen paused and looked back.

Her eyes met the girl's, confirming the girl was talking to her.

But she didn't recognize her, so she asked with a puzzled expression, "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes," Yolande nodded.

Whether from nervousness or something else, Yolande's face was a little red, and she stuttered slightly. "Miss Gilmore, hello. My name is Yolande. We met a few years ago. I don't know if you remember me?"

A few years ago...

Noreen tried hard to recall, but nothing came to mind.

Yolande prompted her, "The cruise ship, the casino."

With the scope narrowed, Noreen did have a faint impression. "You're that... sister?"

Seeing that Noreen remembered her, Yolande was overjoyed. "Yes! You helped my brother win a lot of money at the casino back then. I never had the chance to thank you properly."

"I'm just glad I could help. How is your matron doing?" Noreen asked.

Yolande gave a bitter smile. "She passed away."

Realizing her faux pas, Noreen quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

Yolande shook her head quickly. "It's in the past. But I still want to thank you, miss. Because of your help, our matron lived for another year, and my brother and I have no regrets."

A car pulled up behind them, so Noreen gave Yolande a nod and prepared to get in her own car and leave.

Yolande hurried after her. "Miss, could I possibly get your contact information?"

It was made of a hard material, so it didn't break, lying intact on the floor.

The room was in a state of chaos.

The maid in charge came over to complain to Silas. "She's gone crazy again today, smashing everything! We can't stop her!"

Silas's expression darkened. "Give her a sedative."

Half an hour later, Silas went to a room on the third floor.

The doctor had just administered a sedative to the woman on the bed.

Whether because of the drug's effect or because she had no strength left, the person on the bed had stopped struggling.

She lay there, lifeless, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

She didn't even blink.

"You may leave," Silas instructed the doctor.