Summary of Chapter 729 – A turning point in Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog by Free Collection
Chapter 729 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog, written by Free Collection. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
One of the young models Claire had picked asked cluelessly, “Hey, who is this guy?”
Another tried to push Felix away. “Hey, man, first come, first served. She only ordered the three of us.”
Felix looked absolutely furious.
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Noreen rushed over to protect Claire, trying to pull Felix’s hand away. “Mr. Quigley, what is the meaning of this? Please let go of my friend!”
“Ms. Gilmore, this is between her and me. Stay out of it,” Felix said, shoving Noreen aside.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Noreen refused firmly. “Until I understand your relationship, I have to ensure my friend’s safety.”
“I don’t know him!” Claire shouted.
“We’re married!” Felix declared.
Noreen was stunned.
Wait, what did she just hear?
Claire’s eyes widened at Felix. “You said it! I didn’t say a thing!”
“I’ll transfer you the money later!” Felix ground out through clenched teeth.
He managed to regain his composure and said to Noreen, “We have some private matters to discuss as husband and wife. Don’t worry, Ms. Gilmore, I don’t have a history of domestic violence.”
Without waiting for Noreen’s response, he hoisted Claire over his shoulder and started walking out.
Noreen followed for a few steps.
Claire managed to lift her head and call out, “Babe, you guys have fun! I’ll be right back, don’t worry about me.”
Jennifer added, “If they’re married, it’s best for outsiders not to interfere. Let them sort it out themselves.”
Noreen had no choice but to stop.
Felix forcibly carried Claire out of the private room, walking quickly and jostling her with every step.
“Put me down, I’m going to puke!” Claire protested. The motion was making her sick, especially with his shoulder digging into her stomach and her upper body hanging upside down, all the blood rushing to her head.
Before Felix could respond, she threw up…
…all over his jacket.
When Felix finally put her down, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He was a neat freak.
But so what?
It was his own fault for carrying her so barbarically.


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