Noreen didn’t even have time to struggle before everything went dark and she passed out.
Meanwhile—
Bianca was racing over, phone pressed to her ear. She’d already called Healy and Jude; both promised to be there soon. And, of course, she hadn’t forgotten Seth.
Seth was having dinner at the Harcourt family estate with Wade Harcourt that evening, so he and Bianca hadn’t gone together. But the moment Bianca called, he agreed without hesitation, saying he’d come by as soon as dinner was over and that she should go ahead and have drinks with Jude and the others first.
Just as Bianca was nearing the club, a text popped up from Lillian.
[Can’t wait for the show to start!]
Those few words sent a thrill of anticipation through Bianca.
After sending her message, Lillian turned to her companion, double-checking, “You’re sure there’s no problem?”
“Absolutely. That’s imported stuff—hell, even a nun would turn wild after taking it.”
Lillian believed him. Her friend had always been into these kinds of questionable things, and he’d used them to seduce more than a few women. Never once failed.
Besides, tonight they’d given Noreen a double dose. Unless she dropped dead on the spot, there was no way she’d withstand it.
“And don’t forget—record everything!” Lillian stressed. Noreen liked to use that apology video to threaten her, didn’t she? Well, two could play at that game. She’d have her own video this time, something to hold over Noreen’s head.
If she ever got fed up or just wanted to vent, she could post the video online and ruin Noreen’s reputation for good. Just imagining Noreen, broken and begging at her feet, made Lillian’s heart race with satisfaction. It was time to finally pay her back for all the humiliation she’d suffered.


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