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Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1001

Summary for Chapter 1001: Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog

Chapter summary: Chapter 1001 from the book Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog by Serena Kingsley

Discover the most important events of Chapter 1001, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog. With the engaging writing of Serena Kingsley, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

Felix caught the mocking glint in her eyes, and a sudden wave of unease washed over him.

He ignored her sarcasm and said, "You wanted that tiara, didn't you? Drop the lawsuit, and it's yours."

Claire's smirk deepened.

No wonder Madeline was so brazen about framing her.

It was because no matter what Madeline did, right or wrong, Felix was always there to clean up her mess.

Even if she committed murder, Felix would probably make it go away.

"Any condition, right?" Claire turned to face him, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Then agree to the divorce. Sign the papers, and I'll let your precious Madeline off the hook."

Felix frowned.

He didn't answer right away.

Claire scoffed. "What? Not going to do it? Then let your little sweetheart rot in a cell."

The elevator doors slid open. Claire stepped inside without looking back and pressed the button, clearly done wasting her breath on him.

During the four seconds it took for the doors to close,

Claire held his gaze with absolute icy detachment.

At the very last second, Felix finally spoke. "Fine. I agree."

...

Even after re-filing the divorce papers at city hall with Felix, Claire felt a lingering sense of disbelief.

So, what was the point of all her previous, exhausting efforts to persuade him?

Just a waste of time?

Or a test of her endurance?

Outside city hall.

Felix turned to Claire. "It's snowing. You won't find a cab. Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

"No need. I have a ride."

Claire pulled her scarf tighter around her neck and walked out into the snow without a backward glance.

For the past two weeks, the weather reports had been warning the city about the most brutal cold front of the year.

The storm had finally arrived.

The fresh snow crunched under her boots.

Claire trudged through the gathering drifts to the edge of the street to hail a ride.

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