Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 735

Noreen sat by the lake for a long time, the wind helping to clear some of her thoughts. Just as she was about to get up and head home, her phone rang. It was Evelyn, who told her a fresh shipment of seafood had just been flown in and invited her over for dinner.

Noreen considered it for a moment, then agreed to come right over.

Evelyn was overjoyed. Before Noreen hung up, she could hear her excitedly telling Wade Harcourt, “Noreen said she’s on her way! I’ll go steam the king crab right now. It’s her favorite!”

She had Colby drive her directly to the Harcourt estate. It was a long drive, over an hour.

By the time she arrived, Evelyn had already steamed the king crab.

“You’re just in time! I just finished making the dipping sauce. This seafood is really top-notch, Noreen, you have to try some,” Evelyn said, bustling around.

Noreen greeted Wade, who urged her to go and eat.

“The crab meat has just been shelled. Eat up,” Evelyn said, placing two large containers on the table. “These are for your mother. Take them with you when you leave.”

“Thank you.” As Noreen sat down, she noticed that the plate in front of her was piled high with neatly shelled crab meat. She paused.

She had always known that Evelyn wasn’t good at shelling crab. And she also knew who was.

Evelyn and Wade remained tight-lipped, saying nothing. Of course, Noreen didn’t ask. They all maintained a delicate balance.

After dinner, Noreen didn’t stay long. As she was leaving, Evelyn insisted she take the packed seafood with her. Noreen couldn’t refuse and finally accepted it.

After leaving the Harcourt estate, Noreen got into the car.

“Straight home?” Colby asked.

It was Evelyn who finally reminded him about his phone. He slowly pulled it out. When he saw the number on the screen, the fork clattered from his hand onto the table.

Evelyn jumped. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing… nothing,” Seth stammered, his voice trembling.

Though suspicious, Evelyn didn’t press him. Seth stood up and walked out into the courtyard, his fingers shaking as he pressed the answer button.

But as if fate were playing a cruel joke, he was a second too late. The call disconnected.

Noreen, who had lived her life in the fast lane for years, had for the first time found enough patience to make a phone call. But it hadn't connected. She didn't know if Seth hadn't seen it, or if he simply didn't want to answer.