The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2111

"Is Anthony getting cheated on?"

"What are you talking about?" Emily swatted his arm, pulling out her phone to try calling Charlotte again.

Luckily, it finally went through this time.

"I'm back at the hotel."

Charlotte's husky, sleep-laced voice came through the speaker. She sounded as though she had just woken up, her tone suggesting she wasn't to be messed with. "Come back early. We'll grab dinner together later."

"Got it."

Emily smiled, about to say something else, when another voice filtered through the receiver: "Having coffee with another man, aren't you afraid your husband will find out?"

The voice was incredibly faint, but the gender and the words were unmistakable.

Afraid your husband will find out?

No way. There was no way, right?

"That's all."

With that, Charlotte abruptly ended the call. She tossed her phone aside and fixed Anthony with a deep, calculating stare. "You really know how to play games, Anthony."

Anthony's lips curled into a smirk. He pulled her into his arms, his mouth capturing hers as he murmured huskily, "If we're going to play, let's play all the way."

And with that...

The room's curtains were drawn tight, and the unmistakable sounds of tangled sheets and breathless passion soon filled every corner of the suite.

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"What did Charlotte say?"

Having finished the call, Emily stood frozen in place, staring blankly at her phone.

"Charlotte said she's at the hotel." Emily stiffly turned her neck, her red lips parting with great difficulty as she spoke guiltily. "But... I heard a man's voice next to her."

"What?"

The moment those words dropped, Kenneth, Andrew, and Shirley locked all six of their eyes onto her.

"A man?"

Kenneth's heart sank, his face paling. "It couldn't be that guy from back home, could it?"

No matter how lonely Charlotte might be, she couldn't possibly...

This was too wild!

If Anthony found out, all hell would break loose!

"That guy said..." Emily cleared her throat, mimicking the tone she had heard. "Going out for coffee with me, aren't you afraid your husband will find out?"

"..."

The group rushed back to the hotel in a chaotic panic.

Charlotte opened the door, dressed in a soft robe, her hair slightly damp and her cheeks flushed.

The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.

"Back so soon?"

Seeing them, Charlotte feigned surprise. "I thought you guys were out on dates?"

Dates?

Hearing the shower running and seeing the flush on Charlotte's face, it really did look like she was having an affair.

Who was in the mood for dates now?!

No one dared to speak. They all turned their eyes to Kenneth, the oldest in the room.

"Charlotte, I heard you got hit on today?" Kenneth stepped up to the plate, his expression dead serious. "And you went out for coffee with him?"

"..."

Charlotte lazily lifted her eyelids, taking in their panicked expressions. An eyebrow arched as she openly admitted it. "To be precise, I got hit on by two men. One local, and one from back home."

"And then?"

Kenneth was deadly serious, his voice dropping an octave. "And you brought the guy from back home to your room?"