Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1267

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Claire was stunned into silence.

Mona continued, "The director said he noticed how hard you've been pushing yourself lately, so he gave you the day off to rest."

Claire didn't know what to say.

If the director had proactively given her the day off, it meant Wilbur had pulled some strings behind the scenes.

Well, at least she didn't have to drag her exhausted body to training today.

After exchanging a few quick words with Mona, Claire hung up.

She was about to go back to sleep when she noticed the notification badge on her messaging app. Over a dozen unread texts.

All from Wilbur.

Just like before, he texted her updates every time he landed or moved to a new location, reminding her he'd be gone for a few days. He asked if she was awake. He told her he had ordered food, and if she was hungry, she just had to go downstairs.

Her stomach gave a quiet rumble. She decided to head down and find something to eat.

But as she threw off the covers, reality hit her: she didn't have any clean clothes to change into!

As for the dress she wore last night...

It was currently residing in multiple shredded pieces across the floor. Even if she could piece it back together, it was likely covered in cake frosting.

Whatever. She'd just raid Wilbur's closet for a button-down shirt. She could always order some same-day delivery clothes online later.

Claire walked into Wilbur's sprawling walk-in closet, her jaw dropping at the sheer extravagance of it. It was far more luxurious than anything depicted in movies or television shows.

In the center sat a glass display island housing dozens of high-end watches. Any single one of them was easily worth tens of millions of dollars.

But that wasn't what shocked her the most.

What made her freeze was the realization that half of this massive, immaculate closet was completely dedicated to women's clothing.

Women's clothing!!

Why the hell did a single man have an entire boutique's worth of women's fashion in his house?!

A heavy weight dropped into her stomach.

She had almost forgotten who she was dealing with. Wilbur was a notorious playboy. Just because she hadn't noticed another woman's presence here before didn't mean he didn't have a whole rotation of them. He had probably just hidden their things so she wouldn't catch on.