Chapter: 2747

The room was bathed in light. Queenie was lounging on the sofa, legs elegantly crossed, sipping her coffee.

When the door opened, she lifted her head and met Rachel's gaze. Her fingers tightened around the coffee cup, a fleeting shadow of gloom passing through her eyes. She set the cup down on the table and greeted, "Miss Davis, nice to meet you."

Rachel paused at the doorway, surveying the room's arrangement before stepping in. "Ms. Sampson, what prompted you to choose a private room for our meeting?"

Queenie bit her lip and feigned confusion. "Oh, did I misunderstand? Miss Davis, you prefer not to be in a private room, right? I assumed a private room would be better for discussing business matters."

Rachel's brow furrowed, skepticism flickering in her eyes, though she masked her doubt well. “Is that so?"