The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1127

“I’m in,” Roger said.

Kenneth stared at him, completely baffled.

“Alright then.” Charlotte slid her hands into her pockets, lips curved in a playful smile, her eyes narrowed like she was in on a secret. “Seven tomorrow night. I’ll text you both the address.”

She dropped into the car, then glanced back at Roger, who was still standing outside, frozen. After a pause, she lowered her voice. “Stella doesn’t care for jewelry.”

Roger nodded, silent for a moment. “Got it.”

“And…” Charlotte rested her hand on the window and tapped it, her tone a little more serious. “Don’t scare her, okay?”

Roger pressed his lips together. Was he really that intimidating?

Kenneth looked over at Roger, squinting. “You never show up at these things. Why are you suddenly so keen this time?”

He studied Roger for a few seconds. Then his eyes widened as realization hit.

Lowering his voice, Kenneth asked, “Wait... Don’t tell me you’ve got a thing for Stella?”

Roger shot him a look but didn’t answer.

Kenneth tutted. “Come on, man. She’s basically a kid.”

Roger just looked away, saying nothing.

…

On the way home, Charlotte leaned into Anthony’s side, phone in hand as she chatted with Jackson and Adonis.

Now that her mom’s illness was under control, Jackson and Adonis were completely focused on tracking down the carnelian bracelet and working on the new serum.

Anthony glanced at Hans in the driver’s seat, who was suddenly very focused on the road, pretending not to hear a thing. Anthony swallowed, trying to keep his cool.

“You should be glad we’re not alone in here. Otherwise…” He leaned close to her ear, his voice low and full of promise. “I’d have to teach you a lesson.”

His breath was warm against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. The air in the car felt suddenly charged, almost electric.

Charlotte laughed softly. “A lesson, huh?” Then she called out, “Hans, tell Helen to get a guest room ready.”

Hans’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. He glanced back, nervous. “You mean now?”

“Just drive,” Anthony barked, his face darkening.

Hans quickly faced forward, shrinking a little in his seat.