The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 874

What was up with Charlotte?

“But…”

Adonis hesitated, clearly confused. “Then I’ll just stay here with you,” he said, glancing nervously at Franco.

He really didn’t want to leave Charlotte alone.

“No need.”

Charlotte checked the time, turned slightly, and spoke quietly. “There’s a lot that needs checking. Go help them.”

Jackson and Adonis shared a look.

Neither wanted to argue with her, so they grabbed their things and left, both of them looking back every few steps like worried bodyguards.

At the door, Adonis clenched his fist and glared at the butler. “If anything happens to her, not even one hair, I’ll torch this whole place.”

The butler just stared, speechless. Honestly, with the way Charlotte was, who would even dare mess with her?

…

Back in the bedroom, Charlotte stayed put after sending Jackson and Adonis off.

Franco came over, gave her a sideways look, and frowned. “There’s a lounge next door.”

It was rare for him to say anything remotely considerate.

Charlotte finally looked away from Nora and stood up. She was tall and slim but still had to tilt her head up to meet Franco’s gaze. Then she glanced at Nora resting on the bed, her eyes narrowing in thought.

“Oh.”

She pressed her lips together, grabbed her backpack, and obediently followed the maid out.

Franco watched her leave, frozen for a moment. A small smile tugged at his lips.

He wasn’t used to her not talking back. She really could be cute, if only she wasn’t so quick with her comebacks.

Once Charlotte was gone, Franco dropped his gaze and caught the butler staring at him in shock.

“What are you looking at?” Franco’s tone turned icy.

“Nothing,” the butler said quickly, bowing his head. “N Organization and X Organization have teamed up to open a new trade route by Solenia’s coastline.”

Nine: Oh.

Charlotte arched an eyebrow and tapped out another message.

Nine: I think I might’ve found my dad.

And my mom too.

Dr. David nearly dropped whatever he was holding when he saw that.

Dr. David: What?

Charlotte put her phone aside, grabbed her pillow, and propped up her chin, lost in thought.

She’d looked at Franco earlier and noticed his lips looked a lot like hers.

Tomorrow, the results would be out. Her mom would wake up. Everything would finally make sense.

Charlotte leaned back, frowning in frustration.

If nothing went wrong, she was about to gain a mom… and probably a dad too.