Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 299

They waited downstairs for a few minutes before Carman arrived, and then the three of them headed inside together.

It was peak rush hour—everyone was clocking in for work—so a crowd had formed in front of the elevators. It looked like they’d have to line up and wait their turn.

Fortunately, they still had plenty of time, so the three of them joined the queue like everyone else.

After about five minutes, a sudden commotion rippled through the crowd behind them. The people standing in line parted, making way.

The woman in front of Noreen tugged her aside. “Step back, don’t block the way. The boss’s wife is coming.”

Quite the spectacle, Carman thought, feeling a little confused.

The entire building belonged to Ascendancy Group, and everyone here worked for the company. So the “boss’s wife” they were talking about could only be…

Before Carman could finish the thought, he spotted Bianca.

She walked in flanked by a secretary and an assistant, moving through the path the crowd had cleared just for her.

Heading straight for the executive elevator, Bianca scanned her fingerprint, then finally looked over at Noreen, waiting with the others for the regular elevator. A slight smile curled on her lips.

“If Ms. Gilmore and Mr. Holt don’t mind,” she said airily, “you’re welcome to ride up with me in the private elevator.”

It sounded less like an invitation and more like an announcement.

Carman was about to politely decline, but Noreen accepted with cheerful decisiveness. “Thank you, Director Lowell. That’s very kind.”

No reason to turn down a free ride.

She walked into the elevator confidently, and Carman hurried after her.

Sophia hesitated, made a face, and said she’d left something in the car and would come up on her own in a bit.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, Noreen was already engrossed in the messages on her phone.

Bianca flicked her hair back and, with studied nonchalance, remarked, “It’s always so crowded at this hour. That’s why I use the executive elevator every morning—no waiting in line.”

Even Carman, oblivious as he usually was, couldn’t miss the smugness in Bianca’s tone.

But Noreen was focused on her phone, working through emails, giving Bianca not so much as a glance.

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