One of the company owners here was none other than Zane.
It was clear Castle was using her as a way to put pressure on Zane.
Noreen felt a wave of awkwardness.
But Zane took the initiative, offering to exchange contact information. “If you have any questions about the gaming project, Miss Gilmore, just let me know. I’ll do my best to help.”
“Thank you, Zane. I might have to trouble you in the future,” Noreen replied politely.
“Of course, not a problem at all.” Zane was genuinely humble.
At the edge of the room, Bianca was watching the whole exchange, her glare so intense it was a wonder sparks didn’t fly out of her eyes.
Every time she saw Noreen chatting warmly with others—especially getting such friendly treatment from Castle—she felt a twist of jealousy.
The only comfort she could find was that Seth hadn’t paid Noreen any attention the entire time. He hadn’t even glanced in her direction.
At least in this, Seth was still firmly on Bianca’s side.
The moment the conference ended, Bianca sprang to her feet and made a beeline for Castle, determined to finally catch his eye.
“Mr. Joyner, hello, I’m Bianca. We had dinner together once, do you remember?” she said, trying to sound poised and gracious.
Castle nodded, but there was a thinly veiled impatience in his eyes. Good manners kept it from showing in his tone, and he replied politely, “Yes, I remember. You’re Mr. Harcourt’s…”
He hesitated, as if he couldn’t recall, or perhaps he was just being coy.
“Fiancée,” Bianca supplied quickly.
“Ah, right. Fiancée.” Castle had almost said ‘girlfriend’, but wasn’t quite sure.
That invitation card she’d been saving for the right moment finally found its use.
“Seth and I are getting engaged soon. Mr. Joyner, if you have the time, we’d love for you to join us at our engagement party.”
“Of course.” Castle gestured for his assistant to accept the invitation.


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