Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 852

A very brief encounter.

Like a gust of wind passing through the night.

It blew past, and then it was gone.

Even though she had gone to sleep late, Claire woke up bright and early. She dressed up nicely and stepped out looking radiant.

Destination: city hall!

When Claire arrived, she noticed it was exceptionally crowded today.

Even though she was early, there was already a line.

Clearly, the divorce rate was skyrocketing.

Claire went to pull a queue ticket.

The clerk asked her, "Marriage or divorce?"

"Divorce."

The clerk pointed to the other side. "No need to wait in line for a divorce. You can head straight over."

She glanced over at the divorce counters and saw there was hardly anyone there.

The massive crowd was entirely for marriage registrations.

Curious, she asked a couple waiting in line and found out today was October 10th—the tenth day of the tenth month, symbolizing perfection.

It was a highly auspicious date.

That explained why so many couples were lined up to tie the knot.

Weren't people saying the marriage rate was dropping every year?

Looking at this crowd, there were still plenty of people eager to jump in.

Processing a divorce didn't require waiting in line, but it did require both parties to be present.

And Felix wasn't here yet.

Claire checked the time. It was 9:00 AM. A bit early.

She'd just wait another hour.

She found a seat, pulled out her phone, and started a round of a mobile game.

Before she could even finish a single match, her manager sent a message: "Check the trending topics! Madeline got exposed as a homewrecker! It's so satisfying!"

For such a thrilling piece of news, Claire absolutely had to join the spectacle.

The assistant answered but claimed not to know where the boss was.

He explained that Felix had been in the middle of a morning meeting when he received a phone call. He abruptly suspended the meeting, rushed out of the building, and never said where he was going.

For some reason, hearing the assistant's explanation made Claire's eye twitch.

A deeply unsettling, yet painfully familiar premonition rose in her chest.

There were only two people in the world who could make Felix drop everything in the middle of a corporate meeting and run.

One was his grandmother. The other... was Madeline.

As if needing confirmation, Claire called Old Mrs. Quigley.

Seeing it was Claire calling, the elderly woman answered joyfully, "My sweet girl, what made you think to call me? Aren't you supposed to be at city hall today? That brat didn't try to back out, did he?"

Claire felt a lump in her throat. It took her a moment to reply, "Not yet."

"Good! If he gives you any trouble, you let me know. I'll give him a piece of my mind!"

Claire pretended everything was perfectly normal, comforted the old woman for a few minutes, and then hung up.

So, Felix had gone to find Madeline.

She should have guessed as much.