After Madam Mallory hung up the call, her phone rang again.

She answered, her tone full of impatience, "What's the matter?"

"Madam, something terrible has happened! Young Master Pierre woke up and is twitching from the pain!" The nurse on the other end of the call was flustered. Madam Mallory could hear Pierre's wailing through the call.

Madam Mallory's complacent mood was instantly disturbed. She quickly returned to the elevator and went upstairs. "Inform the doctor immediately. I'll come now." ...

After Queenie left the hospital, she was still thinking about what Madam Mallory had said. She felt uneasy.

The doubts that had been suppressed before were now springing up like bamboo shoots after rain.

She did not want to doubt them, but she could not help it. She called Jack and said, "Dear, are you in the office now?"

"Yeah, I'm still processing some documents. What's wrong?" Jack noticed that his wife's tone was off. He quickly asked, "Did Leia do something wrong again?"

Leia kept trying to buy organs from other sources but was stopped by the people arranged by him and Luke.

As such, Norman Residence had not been peaceful.

"It's not Leia. Can I go over now?" Queenie asked.

"Come," Jack listened to her uneasy tone and did not dare to let her go home alone.

Queenie's health was fine, but because of Leia, she had neurasthenia. The doctor's advice was for her to get more rest and the company of her family.

With his consent, Queenie got into the car and asked the driver to take her to the provincial office.

When she walked into Jack's office, Jack was talking business with someone on the phone. When he saw Queenie walk in, he motioned to her.

Queenie nodded knowingly. She sat on the sofa beside her and waited.

Jack continued to talk with the person on the other end of the phone.

The assistant secretary came in with a cup of tea and said softly, "Madam, this is your tea." "Thank you." Queenie took it. She was elegant and did not lose Jack's face. She picked up the teacup, took a sip, and waited quietly.

Jack was talking to others about urban planning and some important events that would be held in A City in the coming month.

Queenie listened and saw how busy he was.

She felt that she should not bother Jack because of Luke and Luca.

While Queenie thought about it, Jack was done with the work call.

Jack asked with concern when he noticed how upset his wife looked. "What's wrong? Why do you look so bitter?"

"Nothing..." Queenie smiled slowly, trying to ease the ugly expression on her face. She had made up her mind not to tell him her doubts.

She could investigate this matter on her own.

"You have worries written all over your face. How can you be okay?" Although Jack was an alpha male, they had been together for decades. He was thoughtful when he needed to be, especially when facing Queenie.

He sat beside her, sighed, and took her hand. "What happened?"

Queenie looked at him. There were tears in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Jack was even more sure that something had happened. He quickly asked, "Okay, let's hear it. If there's a problem, I'll fix it." Original from .

Queenie took a deep breath and told him everything Madam Mallory told her.

After he heard everything, Jack frowned and replied, "If that's the case, we have to get Bea to come back."

"Bea is still abroad. Usually, she's the one who takes the initiative to contact us. I want to reach out to her but I may not be able to get in contact with her in time." Queenie also agreed with his decision. For the sake of Luke and Bea's marriage, this must be done.

Whether they decided to stay together or get divorced, it was not Luke's decision alone.

However, the biggest problem that they faced now was that they could not get in contact with Bianca. "Yeah, how about this? Didn't Bea send us a parcel last time? We'll ask someone to find this address and see if we can contact her right away," Jack said.

"Do you have any friends over there?" Queenie asked.

"Yes. I planned to ask someone to check on how she's doing recently. In this situation, I have to ask my friend to check in on her immediately," Jack said as he texted his friend.

There was a time difference, so the message was not responded to immediately.

"According to what Mrs. Mallory said, Luca and Luke are very close now. Why don't you get in touch with Luca to see if they're as close as that Mrs. Mallory said? It's not good if we accuse her of something she didn't do." Jack suggested. In his mind, Luca was not the kind of person who would be a mistress and ruin someone's marriage.

He had always been accurate in making a judgment of a person's character. He did not want to believe that he was wrong this time.

"Okay, I'll contact Luca now. If your friend has news, let me know immediately." Queenie could not wait to get in contact with Bianca.

She had always disapproved of Bianca's plan to study abroad.

Every time she persuaded her to come back on the phone, Bianca was so determined to stay abroad to study. If she continued with her studies, she may have no family when she returned to A City.

Although Bianca was good-looking, she was not young. Queenie did not want to see her live the second half of her life miserably. No matter what, she had to get Bianca back in A City.

"Okay." Jack nodded and watched her contact Luca.

Her number was dialed, and after a while, Luca answered, "Mrs. Norman, good afternoon."

"Luca, good afternoon." Queenie listened to her voice and could not help but think of what Madam Mallory said. She took a deep breath and tried to treat Luca with rose-tinted glasses.

After all, Luca had helped their family countless times.

Luca felt that things were off when she heard her rigid tone. ‘Did something happen?'

"Mrs. Norman, are you okay? Did something happen?" Luca asked.

"Nothing happened. Everything is fine. By the way, are you free today? I want to invite you to my house for dinner." Queenie glanced at Jack, feeling uneasy.

"Today? I might have to work overtime..." Luca felt as though she was put on the spot. There was a lot of work she had to attend to, but she was not working at her peak.

"Will it take long?" Queenie could not wait to see her.

"No, maybe an hour or so." Luca estimated that she could handle all the work in an hour.

"That sounds good. After you finish your work, come to my house for dinner. Uncle Jack and I will be waiting for you." If it were in the past, Queenie would not force her.

However, this time, she had to do things she did not like doing for Bianca's sake.

Luca did not turn her down. Listening to the tone of her voice, she knew that Queenie must have something in her heart, so she agreed. "Okay, I'll head to your place after I get off work. Thank you, Mrs. Norman."