Chapter overview: Chapter 1190 from Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog
In this standout chapter of the Romance novel Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog, Serena Kingsley introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
The thought of having to face Nina again at the summit made Jude want to throw himself out a window.
While aggressively signing documents, Seth suddenly paused and looked up at Jude. "Who's attending the summit on behalf of Naylor Automotive Group?"
"Healy Naylor," Jude replied.
Seth dropped his pen and said coolly, "I'll be taking your place at the summit. I'll go instead."
Jude almost thought he was hallucinating. He actually walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows to check if the sun had suddenly risen in the west.
...
The moment Noreen and Claire arrived at the summit venue, Padgett Novak's secretary hurried over to escort Noreen to a private meeting room.
Noreen told Claire to wander around the venue, promising to find her as soon as the meeting was over.
Claire waved her off. "Go do your billionaire business. I'm a grown woman, I'm not going to get lost."
With that, Noreen headed out.
Claire strolled aimlessly through the massive convention center. It was just as boring as she'd predicted. Every conversation she passed sounded like absolute gibberish involving market caps and algorithms.
Bored out of her mind, she found a quiet corner near the catering tables to eat her weight in expensive hors d'oeuvres while waiting for Noreen.
She barely got two bites into a pastry before someone walked up to her.
"Miss Chase! I can't believe I ran into you here! I'm a massive fan!"
The speaker was a man in his forties. He was dressed respectably, but there was something greasy and unsettling about the way his eyes roamed over her.
Claire offered a polite, forced smile and tried to brush him off. But the man was relentless, aggressively demanding a handshake and a photo.
Not wanting to cause a scene, Claire reluctantly agreed to a quick selfie.
But the moment the camera flashed, the man slid his hand firmly onto her lower back, his fingers curling uncomfortably close to her hip.
Her skin crawled. She immediately stepped away. "Excuse me, but I'm done taking photos."
"Oh, come on, don't be like that! It's not every day I meet my favorite actress. Just one more, it's harmless!"



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