Chapter 789

Madeline had also heard the call. She quickly stood up and said, “Felix, I should go, so my cousin doesn’t get the wrong idea.”

But after just a few steps, she hissed in pain.

Felix rushed over to support her, frowning. “Is your foot still not better?”

Madeline’s eyes welled with tears. “There were paparazzi squatting outside the hotel last night. I was afraid they’d write something scandalous, so I didn’t go to the hospital. I just iced it myself in my room. It felt fine, but I think coming to see you aggravated the sprain, so it hurts a bit now.”

“Then just stay here. I’ll take you to the hospital later,” Felix said immediately.

“But my cousin…”

“Don’t worry about her,” Felix interrupted, pressing her back down onto the bed. “Your injury is more important.”

Madeline obediently sat back down on the bed.

At that moment, Claire and Noreen arrived outside the room, and Claire began pounding on the door.

Felix’s brow furrowed again. He truly disliked this boisterous side of Claire. This was a hotel, a public place. It was terrible if she disturbed the other guests.

He hurried to open the door.

Claire was raising her hand to knock a second time when the door swung open.

Felix confronted her with a cold expression. “You’re going to disturb the other guests.”

Claire laughed, a bitter, angry sound. “Am I disturbing others, or am I disturbing you?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Move.” Claire shoved him aside and stormed into the room.

The first thing she saw was Madeline sitting on the bed.

It was a suite. There were sofas, chairs, even the floor to sit on.

But Madeline was sitting on the bed.

The implication was blindingly obvious.

Felix wasn’t even pretending anymore.

Even though Madeline was fully dressed, in Claire’s eyes, it was just a flimsy attempt to cover up the truth.

To make matters worse, Madeline adopted an innocent expression. “Cousin, what are you doing here?”

Her tone and expression were a complete one-eighty from the smugness she’d displayed on the phone just moments ago.

Claire didn’t humor her. She strode over and slapped Madeline across the face.

The sound was crisp and loud.

Madeline’s head snapped to the side.

Felix’s face darkened, and he immediately snapped at Claire. “Claire, what the hell do you think you’re doing? First the shouting, now the hitting!”

He tried to move past to stop Claire.

Noreen and Wilbur, like two sentinels, stepped up on either side of him, blocking his path.

Madeline clutched her face, her eyes red, and looked at Claire with a wounded expression. “Cousin, did you misunderstand something? I can explain.”

“Explain my ass,” Claire spat.

She raised her hand and slapped Madeline’s other cheek.

Perfectly symmetrical.

Felix, in a panic, shoved Wilbur’s arm aside and grabbed Claire. “How long are you going to keep this up? When did you become like this? Look at yourself right now, you have no class at all! If a reporter catches this they’ll have a field day, and the

Quigley family’s name will be dragged through the mud because of you!”

When a person is truly speechless, they become truly speechless.

Yet, Felix looked at her with utter disappointment. “I thought you were a reasonable person who knew her limits but now you’re makinga scere over such a small matt

“A small matter? Felix, did a dog eat your brain? I’m being framed as a kept woman, and you call it a small manem. Or do you just enjoy being cuckolded?” Claire’s whole body was trembling with rage.

The person who should be disappointed wasn’t him, was it?

Felix clearly froze for a second. “What framing? Who framed you?”

“Her!” Claire roared, pointing a finger at Madeline’s nose.