Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 864

"We both know exactly who the snakes are. Should I call a press conference and list exactly how much blood you and my uncle have sucked out of me over the years?" Claire didn't give an inch.

Jean instantly deflated, losing her nerve, and clamped her mouth shut.

Claire swiftly finished her paperwork and strode out of the hospital.

Stepping into the sunlight, the air tasted like absolute freedom.

It was a gorgeous day.

It would have been a perfect day if she were officially divorced.

Wilbur had pulled up in a wildly flashy, custom-blue Lamborghini Aventador. It was as brilliant and eye-catching as the man himself.

Claire couldn't help but stare in awe.

Wilbur stepped out, gesturing gallantly. "Your carriage awaits, Princess."

Claire had fallen in love with sports cars during her very first movie shoot.

Unfortunately, her bank account had never allowed her to indulge the passion, so she could only admire them from afar.

This was her first time actually riding in one, and the novelty was thrilling.

"Let's go for a drive," Wilbur said, sliding into the driver's seat.

"Deal!" she agreed instantly.

As the vibrant car roared away, the tinted window of a Maybach parked discreetly across the street rolled down, revealing Felix's devastated face.

He knew she was being discharged today.

He had come to pick her up.

But when he arrived, he couldn't even summon the courage to call her.

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