The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1153

“Fine,” Charlotte said, tightening her grip on the phone. Her eyes were bright and clear, but there was a sharp chill in them as she spoke each word slowly. “Just don’t regret this.”

Regret? Allanson let out a low laugh. There were only two things he truly regretted in his life. First, that he hadn’t raised Franco well enough. Second, that he’d lost her.

Thinking about it now, a shadow flickered over Allanson’s weathered face, and for a moment, he felt a sharp ache deep in his chest. If she came back to the Isle of Veil, she was bound to join the gene research institute. The gene mutation experiment would probably succeed soon. If Mrs. W was still alive, she’d do everything she could to stop it. When that happened, he’d get to see her again, no matter what.

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After hanging up, Charlotte called Jackson and Adonis right away to change their flights.

“I’ll have people watching the hospital, don’t worry,” Anthony said while helping her change clothes. “We can hide this from your parents for a little while, but if it drags out…”

“We’ll keep it quiet for as long as we can.” Charlotte shoved her laptop and everything else into her backpack. Then, like she just remembered something, she looked up. “Find some people to keep an eye on my parents.”

“My people?” Anthony looked a bit uneasy, taking her hand and lowering his voice. “Putting your parents under watch… that’s…”

He wasn’t really sure about it.

Charlotte fell silent for a few seconds, then called Adonis again. “Get a team from N Organization over to Cabinda.”

“So what?” Anthony’s eyes were cold, his voice rough. “Compared to you, none of that matters to me. I don’t care.”

Was he supposed to just let her go to the Isle of Veil and face all that danger alone?

“But I care,” Charlotte said softly, letting go of his hand to touch his sharp cheek, her smile playful. “The Blair Group is your grandparents’ whole legacy. Plus, that’s all going to be my future money. Tons of it.”

“…Don’t joke around.” Anthony caught her hand, his eyes icy and his voice rock solid. “I am not letting you go to the Isle of Veil by yourself. Not again.”

“Allanson needs me, so he’s not going to do anything to me. Not yet.” Charlotte’s smile faded. Her face turned serious, full of boldness. “And even if he tried, he’s not strong enough to touch me.”