Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 768

After the doctor left, Silas walked to the bedside, looking down at the woman. "Have you had enough, Bianca Lowell?"

However, the person on the bed showed no reaction, remaining perfectly still.

After a moment of silence in the room, Silas spoke again. "Bianca."

This time, the person on the bed finally reacted.

She responded loudly, "Present!"

Then her eyes slowly focused, eventually landing on Silas's face.

Perhaps because Silas wasn't wearing a white coat, her guard wasn't as high.

She even pleaded with him for help. "You have to get me out of here! I'm not crazy! I was forcibly brought here! Please, help me get out! My fiancé is very rich. If you can get me out, I'll reward you handsomely!"

Silas continued to look down at her, his voice cold as he informed her, "You're not in the mental hospital anymore."

"But a doctor just injected me with something!" Bianca flinched.

Her expression and eyes were filled with fear.

"That was a sedative to calm you down, not a hallucinogen."

"Then where am I now?"

"Harborview City."

Bianca's mind worked hard to process this, then she begged Silas, "Can you call my fiancé and ask him to come get me? I want to go home!"

"I want to go home. My fiancé is waiting to propose to me."

"He bought a beautiful, expensive sapphire to propose with."

"Oh, his name is Seth."

Under the effect of the sedative, Bianca finally drifted off into a heavy sleep.

When Silas came out of the room, Yolande was waiting with a bowl of fish chowder. "Brother, time for your soup."

She followed Silas into his room and watched him finish the chowder before she could feel at ease. "Is that crazy woman asleep?"

"Yeah." Silas rubbed the bridge of his nose.

He had been dealing with too much lately and felt exhausted.

Before she could even hang up, another person entered the elevator.

When she saw his face, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

She thought she had made things perfectly clear at the hospital yesterday.

And in her experience, Seth wasn't the type to be a persistent pest.

So... was this just a coincidence?

"It's raining outside," Seth said, as if he hadn't read the doubt in her eyes. He spoke matter-of-factly. "I'll give you a ride home."

"That won't be necessary. I have my own car." Noreen's fine brows knitted even tighter.

She couldn't understand his behavior.

Even if she didn't have a car, she could call a cab.

Or wait for the rain to stop.

She could handle everything herself; she had no need for these meaningless, time-wasting gestures of belated concern.