Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 876

Usually, only the housekeeper ever went upstairs.

Claire tiptoed carefully, terrified of waking Rosalind.

She didn't even dare turn on the lights, navigating the stairs solely by the glow of her phone screen.

She used to raid Noreen's wine cellar all the time, so she knew the layout well enough to find her way in the dark.

Once inside the cellar, she flipped on the light, excited to pick out a good bottle.

Only to nearly jump out of her skin at the sight of a figure curled up on the sofa.

*A ghost!*

She almost screamed out loud.

Thankfully, she swallowed the scream right as she realized it was Noreen.

Noreen was in thin loungewear, her hair a loose, messy cascade.

Strands of hair obscured half her face, making her look undeniably creepy in the sudden light.

"I thought you were at the office working late," Claire gasped, clutching her racing heart.

She glanced at the empty wine bottles littering the floor and raised an eyebrow. "What's going on? Something on your mind?"

Noreen practically collapsed against Claire the moment she sat down.

Claire glanced down and saw the heavy flush of alcohol coloring Noreen's cheeks.

She had clearly been drinking a lot.

"I don't feel right," Noreen slurred slightly, downing the last drops in her glass.

"Let me guess. The jerk Seth?" Claire poured herself a glass.

"Congratulations. You guessed it."

Claire just sighed. "That's not a good sign."

"I know," Noreen murmured.

"You know what?"

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