Once Noreen had calmed everyone down, she finally had a moment to step outside and check on things.
By eight-thirty, the street was growing crowded—though nearly everyone seemed to be heading toward the SkyMind event.
As luck would have it, the moment Noreen stepped out, she ran straight into Yves Selwyn.
Yves looked awkward. He’d made excuses when Noreen had sent him an invitation, claiming he was too busy. Now, caught red-handed, he fumbled for words. Before he could stammer out an explanation, Noreen beat him to it.
“Mr. Selwyn, you’re headed to the SkyMind celebration, right? Just take a left outside—their venue’s over there.”
Yves couldn’t decide whether to smile or not. He scratched his head, embarrassment clear on his face. “Uh, Ms. Gilmore, I’ll try to stop by your launch later and show some support.”
Noreen didn’t take him seriously—she’d heard enough polite platitudes to know better. After a few more empty niceties, Yves hurried off.
Just then, her phone buzzed. Wade Harcourt was calling. Noreen answered quickly.
She hadn’t told Wade about the InnoCore launch. She had no idea how he’d found out, but he was asking for an update. Noreen kept things optimistic, glossing over any problems. “Everything’s going smoothly on my end,” she assured him.
“That’s good to hear,” Wade replied.
No sooner had she ended the call than Jude showed up.
He could have headed straight to the SkyMind party from outside, but instead, he made a point of sauntering through InnoCore’s entryway. His intentions were obvious—he was here to gloat.
“Well, well,” he jeered, looking around the empty lobby. “What kind of launch is this? Looks like you’re throwing a party for yourself.”
Noreen didn’t even bother replying.
Jude hadn’t come alone; he’d brought a whole entourage, several of whom were carrying an enormous bouquet of sunflowers—so big it took two people to hold it.
He’d chosen them on purpose. After all, Dylan had given Noreen sunflowers at the summit, hadn’t he? Well, Jude could do better. His were ten times bigger, making a showy statement for everyone to see—just to remind Noreen she could never measure up to Bianca.

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