Chapter 997

It wasn’t until Claire stepped into the elevator that Jean remembered to ask Madeline, “Why is that Jinx at the hospital? Shouldn’t she be cooperating with the police investigation right now?”

“She’s the one who hurt you. She should at least be locked up, right?”

Madeline’s face stiffened, a surge of resentment rising in her heart. “Someone must have pulled some strings.”

Jean asked, “Was it Mr. Quigley?”

“Impossible!” Madeline refused to accept that answer. “It was probably Wilbur.”

Jean had heard Madeline mention this Wilbur before. He was quite a powerful figure, and she couldn’t help but make a sour remark. “That Jinx really has a way with men. Even married, she still manages to hook someone that successful.”

Madeline was equally jealous.

She had looked into Wilbur.

He was highly capable, his business empire was vast, and his momentum was unstoppable.

But… he was an absolute playboy.

Maybe he was just acting on a whim with Claire, wanting to try something different.

In their circles, having specific kinks was completely normal.

An older man she had once strung along had a thing for underage girls.

For someone like Wilbur, maybe he just had a thing for married women.

Unable to hold back, Jean shoved the food delivery into Madeline’s arms and said,

“I’m going to follow her and see what’s going on.”

“Don’t take too long.”

Madeline carried the food back to her room.

It was almost one in the afternoon, and Felix still hadn’t shown up.

No phone call, not even a single WhatsApp message to check on her.

Losing her patience, she contacted Secretary Lynwood to inquire about Felix’s schedule.

The secretary informed her that Mr. Quigley had gone to the hospital to visit Old Mrs. Quigley.

Madeline’s brow furrowed, instantly linking this to Claire.

Just as she was growing restless, Jean stormed back into the room.

“Madeline, this is bad! I saw Mr. Quigley with that little bitch!”

Jean’s words perfectly confirmed Madeline’s suspicions.

She gripped her phone tightly.

“I bet that little bitch just can’t bear to let go of Mr. Quigley’s wealth and status. She’s racking her brain to

find excuses to meet him and stay relevant.”

Jean panicked on Madeline’s behalf.

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Madeline immediately dialed Felix’s number, planning to call him over just as she always had.

He always came in the past.

So she firmly believed she could summon him away from Claire this time, too.

However, shortly after the call connected, Felix hung up on her.

Madeline stared at her phone in shock.

Jean was even more anxious. “What happened? What did he say?”

“He… rejected the call.”

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Jean was stunned, but quickly urged, “He probably just pressed the wrong button. There’s no way he hang up on you. Call him again.”

Madeline dialed his number once more.

Meanwhile.

After finishing her IV drip, the old woman finally fell asleep under Claire’s gentle massage.

The housekeeper mentioned that since falling ill, the old woman hadn’t had a proper night’s sleep in ages.

Since she was finally resting, everyone in the room stayed absolutely silent, terrified of waking her.

But that fragile silence was ultimately shattered by someone entirely clueless. When the first call rang, Felix quickly pulled out his phone and declined it.

Although he hung up fast, Claire knew the caller was Madeline.

After all, Felix had set a custom ringtone for her.

Perhaps out of guilt.

After declining the call, Felix glanced over at Claire.

Claire couldn’t resist rolling her eyes at him before coldly looking away.

Felix’s gaze involuntarily darkened.

Just as he was about to say something, his phone rang again.

He had no choice but to stand up and step out of the room with his phone.