Bianca said she was waiting for someone.


    "I''ll head in first then," Wilbur said.


    "Alright."


    He had barely left when Seth arrived. Pressed for time, they hurried inside without exchanging many words.


    Bianca habitually fell into step beside Seth, heading directly for the front row once they were inside. However, when she found his seat, she realized that only his name was on it, not hers.


    What infuriated her even more was that Noreen''s seat was right next to Seth''s!


    Seeing Noreen, Bianca''s gaze turned icy.


    Seth, however, didn''t notice the subtle shift in her expression. He scanned the room and found her seat in the second-tost row.


    "I''ll talk to the organizers and have them move you to the front," Seth told Bianca.


    "There''s no need to go to all that trouble," Bianca quickly stopped him. "I''m fine sitting back here. I can''t always have you worrying about me."


    "Are you sure?" Seth asked, still looking concerned.


    Bianca smiled serenely. "I''m not a child."


    "Alright, you should sit down. I''m going to my seat as well."


    Bianca projected an image of a sensible and understanding partner, exuding the grace of a matriarch. Her eyes swept coldly over Noreen before she turned and walked calmly to her assigned seat.


    Noreen, wearing headphones and listening to a work report, waspletely oblivious to the tender scene that had just unfolded. It was probably for the best; she would have found it nauseating.


    After taking her seat, Bianca''s gaze remained fixed on Noreen, afraid she would use the opportunity to get closer to Seth. After watching for a while and seeing that Noreen never once looked at Seth, she sheered inwardly, convinced it was all an act. Cóntent


    Henry''s seat was in the second row, diagonally behind Noreen. When he looked toward the stage, he had a perfect view of her, making him feel that his seat was excellently ced.


    Wilbur was also in the front row, but on the other side.


    At one point, Bianca noticed Wilbur looking at her with a faint smile on his face. She sat up straighter, lightly tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, openly disying her charm.


    Shortly after the conference began, Padgett Novak mentioned Winrich several times in his speech, making thepany the star of the summit.


    Even the people sitting near Bianca were discussing it, their voices filled with envy.


    "That Ms. Gilmore has an incredibly sharp eye! Every project she invests in seeds! InnoCore''s valuation is already over a hundred billion, and that new game she''s backing, The Chronos Gallery, has caused a storm in the industry and even globally with just a tramer I cant imagine how popr it will be once it''s officially released!"


    "And on top of that, she''s young and beautiful. Isn''t it infuriating?"


    "You can say that again."


    "Hey, don''t


    talka about it. I''m kicking myself! Back when Ms. Gilmore was raising funds for InnoCore, she approached a lot of people, but no one was willing to invest, including me! I had known InnoCore would be this sessful, I would have sold my house to invest!"


    "I guess it just wasn''t in the cards for you!"


    That was what stung the most.


    Listening to their chatter, Bianca''s face grew colder and harder. When she looked at Noreen again, she was struck by a sudden premonition—a feeling that she would never be able to catch up to her in this lifetime.