Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 183

Even with his baseball cap pulled low, half his face hidden in the shadow, Noreen recognized Seth instantly.

He stopped as well, keeping a careful distance between them, his gaze meeting hers. Sunlight filtered through the window, golden and hazy, casting flickering patterns across Seth's chest as it rose and fell with each breath.

His lips parted, as if he wanted to say something.

But Noreen didn't give him the chance. She turned and walked away, her steps brisk and decisive.

So brisk, in fact, that it was almost as if they'd never known each other at all.

Noreen decided that was for the best. He weighed his options; she cut her losses. From now on, their paths would never cross again—no more entanglements, no more regrets.

Seth lingered for a moment before finally leaving.

Out on the tennis courts, Jude was having a rough day. After losing to Dylan, match after match, he tossed his racquet down in frustration. "What's keeping Seth so long? If he doesn't come back soon, I'll be down to my boxers!"

Bianca laughed. "I'll go check on him."

As she walked away, Jude watched with a sigh and a tinge of envy. "Now that's what I call relationship goals."

Then, turning to Dylan, who was toweling off, Jude grinned slyly. "So, Dylan—how do you feel about all this?"

Dylan barely glanced up. "Don't feel a thing."

"Oh, come on, stop pretending!"

Dylan ignored him, pulling out his phone to text Noreen: *How's the new car?*

He knew she was probably at a dinner meeting and might not reply right away. Still, he sent the message—and stared at his screen, waiting.

Noreen, catching a moment between conversations at dinner, saw the message and replied with a single line: *Not bad.*

On the other end, after waiting so long, Dylan couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips.

Jude, ever the gossip, caught sight of Dylan's expression and craned his neck to peek at the phone. "Who's making you smile like that?"

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