Chapter 848
Claire gritted her teeth in anger.
But she had no choice but to go.
She didn't want any roadblocks at this critical juncture.
She was just one step away from the finish line. She would just have to tolerate it.
No point in arguing with a jerk.
Claire comforted and pep-talked herself the entire way there.
The Quigley Group was located in the most bustling commercial district of Northcrest, serving as a landmark for the city.
It was a magnificent building.
A popular check-in spot for countless tourists.
Yet, this was Claire's very first time here.
Even though she had been married to Felix for five years, she had never once set foot inside the company.
When she walked in, she explained her business to the receptionist but didn't mention she was Felix's wife.
After all, Felix had never made their marriage public.
The receptionist asked mechanically, "Do you have an appointment?"
"No," Claire replied.
Since Felix was the one who asked her to come, she figured it wasn't necessary. The receptionist gave Claire a cold look and spoke haughtily, "Then please leave. You must have a prior appointment to see Mr. Quigley."
Claire was just about to explain that Felix had summoned her.
Suddenly, the arrogance vanished from the receptionist's face, instantly replaced by a sycophantic smile.
She even stepped out from behind the front desk to personally greet the new arrival, speaking with utmost respect. "Miss Lynwood! Are you here to bring soup for Mr. Quigley again? He is so lucky."
Claire didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
Madeline Lynwood replied with a sweet smile, "Felix has been so swamped with work lately that he forgets to eat. I'm worried he's going to work himself into the hospital, so I have to come supervise his meals every day."
"Oh my, that's so sweet! No wonder Mr. Quigley spoils you so much."
Madeline smiled sweetly and asked, "Do I need to sign in? Or maybe you could call his secretary to let them know?"
The receptionist hurriedly waved her
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hands. "Those rules are only for outsiders! You're Mr. Quigley's girlfriend, you don't have to follow them. You can head straight up. Besides, Mr. Quigley is probably already waiting for you in his office.
"Thank you." Madeline gave her a polite nod and headed toward the elevators.
Only after finishing her flattery did the receptionist return to her post.
Seeing that Claire was still standing there, her expression shifted back. "Why are you still here?" she asked coldly.
A cold smirk touched Claire's lips, and she spoke with an assertive tone. "I want to see Felix."
"I already told you, no appointment, no entry!"
"Then why does Madeline get to go up?"
The receptionist laughed as if she'd heard a joke. "Are you seriously comparing yourself to her? She's Mr. Quigley's girlfriend. What exactly are you to him?"
Claire raised her hands, casually brushing a few strands of hair away from her face. She tilted her chin up slightly looking down her nose the receptionist, and said nonchalantly, "I'm Felix's wife The legally recognized one."
"Is that status good enough for you?"
The receptionist was momentarily shocked, but then she frowned. "I've been working here a long time, and I've never once heard that Mr. Quigley is married. You've got some nerve, trying to impersonate the boss's wife."
Claire couldn't be bothered wasting her breath. She pulled out her phone and called Felix directly, I'm downstairs at your company, but your receptionist won't let me up. Honestly, I don't even want to go up anymore. If you want to talk, come down here yourself."
With that, she hung up, not caring what Felix's response might be.
That was her attitude now.
They were getting a divorce anyway; why should she cater to him?
The receptionist looked doubtful.
It was true that Mr. Quigley had never publicly announced a marriage.
So after a brief internal struggle, she leaned toward her initial assumption, believing Claire was just bluffing.
Then, she called out to security. "Get this woman out of here! She's impersonating Mr. Quigley's wife!"