Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 671

A plea for help?

Or was there some other reason?

And why hadn't he called back after she rejected his call?

Noreen Gilmore had no idea what the truth was.

Nor did she plan on calling Seth Harcourt back.

That afternoon, just after Noreen finished a meeting, she passed by the admin office and overheard a few people gossiping.

"That fire was terrible. The entire villa complex was burned beyond recognition. What a waste."

"I heard that wealthy families like that have a lot of valuable collectibles. I wonder if any of them were destroyed. That would be the real tragedy."

"Look at us, making pennies and worrying about the richest man in Rivercrest City. A bit ridiculous, isn't it?"

"The Harcourt family is truly impressive, though. They've held the top spot in Rivercrest City for so many years. Their power is immense!"

Noreen's hand froze on the door.

The Harcourt family?

Which Harcourt family?

She walked over to the office, lightly tapping on a desk to get the gossiping secretaries' attention. "Where was the fire?"

Noreen was on good terms with them, so they weren't too nervous about getting caught gossiping by the boss.

One of the secretaries told her, "There was a fire at the Harcourt family's place on Meadow Lane. It was really bad; the whole villa was destroyed!"

The Harcourt family on Meadow Lane!

Wasn't that Wade Harcourt's home?

A sense of dread washed over Noreen, and she quickly pulled out her phone to call Wade.

The phone rang and rang, but no one answered.

Her heart was pounding in her throat. She hurriedly dialed Evelyn's number.

This time, the call connected, but the background was noisy. It sounded like a hospital.

Noreen called out Evelyn's name several times, but Evelyn couldn't hear her clearly, saying it was too crowded.

Without a second thought, Noreen asked Colby to drive her to the hospital.

Only when she saw Wade did the heart that had been lodged in her throat finally drop back into place.

But the automated message telling her the phone was off made her stop dead in her tracks.

Was his battery dead?

Or was he on a flight?

She didn't know the truth. In the end, she could only send Seth a WhatsApp message, concisely explaining what had happened with the fire.

As soon as Seth turned his phone on, he would see the message.

But she waited until late that night, and still, there was no reply from Seth.

After her shower, Noreen didn't even bother to dry her hair before anxiously checking her phone.

Still nothing.

No messages, no missed calls.

Noreen had no choice but to dial Seth's number again.

Switched off!

Still switched off!