Chapter 738 Have You Ever Thought About Starting Your Own Company?


    Inside the interrogation room.


    The lighting was not too bright, but it was a little ring.


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    There was only one table and three chairs in the interrogation room.


    Leia sat at the far end and in front of her were two seated police officers who looked particrly


    serious.


    No matter how they questioned Leia, she would not give them any answer other than she did not know.


    The incandescent light made Leia''s already pale face look even paler, like a ghoul.


    Even though the two police officers had questioned her till their mouths were dry, she just remained


    silent the whole time.


    They looked at each other and felt that there was no need to ask her any further, so they said to her,


    "Ms. Norman, follow us to do a urine test. The test results will tell us whether you took the drugs.”


    Leia sneered, and her tone sounded strange when she said, "If the test results show that I didn’t take


    any drugs, it means that you guys have arrested an innocent person. If that''s the case, how are you


    going to make it up to me? When the timees, you''ll feel my wrath! All of you will be demoted and


    disciplinary action will be taken!"


    The two police officers became very embarrassed.


    Outside the interrogation room.


    Queenie sat in the team leader''s office, waiting. The deputy superintendent personally greeted her with


    an awkward smile, '' Mrs. Norman, I heard that your daughter has always been a smart and well-


    behaved girl. I’m sure she wouldn''t have done anything illegal or disorderly, so don''t worry.”


    He put on a bold face and sat with Queenie awkwardly. He knew that the woman in front of him was not


    someone to be messed with.


    Queenie was a very capable and famous entrepreneur in their city. Plus, her husband who was backing


    her up was an even more powerful person.


    If he had a choice, he would rather not involve himself in this mess. Even so, there were anonymous


    reports of Ms. Norman''s suspected drug use and possession with proof. Therefore, when his superiors


    pressured him, he had no other choice.


    However, Queenie acted as if she did not hear anything he said. She just sat there in a daze,


    unmoving.


    After around 15 minutes, she stood up, went outside of the office, and made a call.


    The woman''s gentle voice carried a helpless cry. "Jack, something has happened to our daughter..."


    When Jack received the call from his wife, he was in a meeting with the board of directors. When he


    heard Queenie saying that something had happened to their daughter, his first thought was that


    something had happened to Bianca. For the first time, his dignified aura cracked from the shock in front


    of his high-ranking directors.


    When Jack realized that he was acting inappropriately, he found a quiet ce and immediately gave


    Queenie a call back. He asked worriedly," What''s wrong with Bea? What happened to our daughter?"


    Although Bianca had found out who her biological family was, she never changed her surname to


    Norman as a show of gratitude to the Rayne family for their kindness in raising her. Naturally, Jack and


    his wife respected her wishes.


    On the other side of the phone, Queenie spoke anxiously, "Our eldest daughter isn''t the one in trouble.


    It''s our youngest daughter, Leia."


    Jack calmed down a little when he heard that it was not Bianca.


    He had just breathed a sigh of relief when his wife''s next words left a thickyer of gloom on his upright


    and dignified face. "Two police officers came to our house today and said that Leia is being suspected


    of drug use and possession. She was then taken to the police station for investigation.


    Leia''s being interrogated now, 01'' Norman. You''d bettere quick. I don''t think she’s in a good state


    of mind right now. I''m worried that something will happen to her...”


    Jack''s hand almost crushed the phone as his eyes turned bloodshot, flooding with anger.


    Even so, he still reassured Queenie with a calm tone, saying, "Don''t worry, Queen. I''ll be there soon."


    In an old-timey English teahouse.


    It was a secluded and artistic ce decorated with abination of Eastern and Western elements.


    Even though it was not arge space, it was very well-decorated, i


    There was a colorful painted folding screen made with rhinestones with a sandsted finish and a


    poem on it. Soft music flowed from the speakers above.


    In front of the folding screen were two beautifully crafted chaise longue which could be sat on ory on.


    It was covered with snow-white mink cashmere and the floor was carpeted with thick velvet of the same


    color, giving the entire room a gorgeous andfortable feeling.


    There was one chaise longue on each side, one on the left and one on the right. Two women dressed


    in two different colors were seated on each one, both of them looking beautiful.


    A pair of slender and soft hands holding a brown teapot with a small spout slowly poured the hot tea


    into the hand-painted porcin teacup.


    The fragrance of tea wafted through the air, flowing upward.


    The woman pouring the tea on the left was Bianca. On this day, she was wearing a in white dress.


    She had a gentle temperament, and her soft ck hair was draped over her shoulders. Her oval face


    looked delicate and rosy, while her pair of dark brown eyes looked bright. They were like gentle


    glittering pearls. Every move of hers was as elegant as a morning dewdrop rolling down a flower petal.


    The woman on the right was tall and cold. A thin green velvet scarf was tied around her snow-white


    neck and she had delicate, light makeup on. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail. Her slender


    legs were closed, and she was seated in a posture that made her seem like a professional model. She


    looked just like a cold beautiful woman.


    Bianca looked at the cold beauty in front of her. Her smile was surprisingly gentle. "Bridget, you''re


    usually so busy. Why do you suddenly have the time to meet up with me?"


    The cold beauty was previously Bianca''s senior when she was studying at St. Andrews College. Her


    name was Bridget Lancaster. She was also an architecture student who studied architectural design.


    Eventually, the two became besties because they had simr hobbies.


    In the beginning, Bridget was very popr in their college. It was not only because of her cool and


    proud appearance but also because she was excellent in her academics. She won many awards, both


    big and small ones, and made a name for herself in the architectural field at a young age.


    Unlike Bianca''s poor family background, Bridget''s family was wealthy. Even so, she was never proud


    because of that nor would she look down on students from poor families. When she made friends, she


    did not care whether they were rich or poor. She only cared about people''s character and talent, so she


    was very well-liked.


    Unfortunately, after Bianca returned to her home country, both of them did not contact each other as


    often anymore due to how busy work was. They only asionally contacted each other on Instagram


    or other social media to share about what was going on in their lives.


    She knew that Bridget was now working in one of the top ten most famous construction corporations in


    the world and was the vice president. She was still as dazzling as ever.


    Bridget took a sip of the fragrant tea and faintly smiled. That made Bianca feel rxed and happy. "I


    haven''t been back here in a long time. When I was passing by A City today and knew you were here, I


    came to see you. How are you doing these days?"


    Bianca picked up her cup of tea. "I''m doing fine. I got married two years ago and I have three children


    now. Two sons and a daughter. The older two are almost eight years old and my younger one is two


    and a half years old."


    Bianca had told Bridget about Luke before, so when Bianca told her that she had two eight-year-old


    children now, it was not surprising to Bridget.


    Bridget put down her teacup, and her cold eyes shed with admiration." How time flies. In a blink of an


    eye, you have three children now. Unlike me, who’s been single for as long as I can remember. Bianca,


    now that your husband is back, are you still the interim CEO for T Corporation?"


    Bianca shook her head. Nope. My grandfather got sick some time ago and needs someone to take


    care of him. I’ve been staying home to take care of him and the kids. I’ll probably only go back to work


    after my grandfather recovers and my children are a little older."


    Bridget paused for a moment and spoke with slight sympathy, "Bianca, it’s a waste of your talent if you


    just be a housewife. Have you ever thought of starting your ownpany after you start working


    again?" ''Start my ownpany?''


    Bianca could not help but fall into deep thought...