Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 811

Claire's gaze didn't linger. After a quick glance, she helped Old Mrs. Quigley out of the car.

The old woman stood and looked back at Felix, as if waiting for him.

Felix avoided her eyes and said, "Grandma, you two go on ahead. I'll take this call and be right there."

Old Mrs. Quigley reminded him gently, "Fulfilling this vow is very important. You must be there."

"I know," Felix said.

Then, Old Mrs. Quigley took Claire's hand and led her into the monastery.

He was taking this call now, which just went to show how important Madeline was to him. He wasn't even trying to hide it from his nominal wife.

It was a weekday, so the monastery wasn't crowded with visitors.

Old Mrs. Quigley was a major benefactor and had stayed here for a short time five years ago, so they were received by a dedicated host.

After lighting some incense, they went to a tea pavilion to wait for Felix.

The tea pavilion was built on a bamboo-covered hill, offering a view of the 99 stone steps below.

On the steps, devout believers were prostrating themselves with every step, praying for blessings.

Claire stared at the stone steps, lost in thought.

Years ago, she had been just like those believers, prostrating herself with every step to pray for someone she cared about.

But back then, she had knelt up the entire flight twice, completing 198 steps to receive two good luck charms.

One she gave to Noreen.

The other was for Felix.

She had come in such a hurry that day, completely unprepared, wearing only thin pants as she knelt her way up the sharp, cold steps twice.

When she handed the charm to Felix, her legs were so weak she could barely stand.

But Felix had told her she shouldn't waste time and energy on such meaningless things, especially when it exhausted her so much.

At the time, she had just assumed Felix was naturally cynical and couldn't understand such gestures.

A whole cup of tea was finished, but Felix still hadn't appeared.

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