The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 941

Imperial Heights.

Anthony was in the shower. Charlotte, cozy in her favorite pajamas, sat cross-legged at the coffee table, her attention locked on the laptop in front of her. One hand gripped the mouse, the other propped up her chin as she scrolled through the files Jackson had just sent over.

It was all there. The messy truth behind the Hawk family feud from more than twenty years ago, and the real reason Franco had left for Solenia.

The Hawk family was the most powerful of the three big families on the Isle of Veil. To keep their position, Franco’s father, Allanson, had gone behind his son’s back and arranged a marriage for him. He even sent a small army of bodyguards to keep Franco under lock and key until the wedding, just in case he tried to run.

But by then, Franco had already met Nora.

So…

He snapped. Franco gathered his own people and launched a full-on attack against the Hawk family, ready to go down with the ship if that’s what it took. The family estate burned for days, the flames finally dying out after three endless nights. The Hawk Group’s main businesses took heavy hits from retaliatory strikes.

With disaster inside and out, the Hawk family was left in shambles. Allanson was so angry he threatened to cut Franco off for good.

Franco didn’t hesitate. He basically told him, fine, go ahead, but don’t ever mess with me again or I won’t care about taking the whole family down with me a second time.

Allanson was livid. For the sake of a woman, Franco had thrown away everything, defying his father and walking away from a life of power and privilege. But the Hawk family still had other heirs. If Franco couldn’t be controlled, it was better he was gone.

From then on, Franco was out. He cut off all ties with his family. When he later took over Solenia, no one from the Hawks dared bother him again.

Charlotte finished reading and couldn’t help but smile. Her dad really did love her mom. No question about it.

He swallowed, his gaze darkening. Tossing his towel onto the table, he walked over and wrapped his arms around her from behind, chin resting on her shoulder. His voice was low and rough. “Is it good?”

“Huh?” Charlotte blinked, suddenly aware of the very steamy scene playing out in front of her. Wait, when did the movie get to this part…

“I can explain…” She gave him an awkward smile and tried to scoot away. “It’s late, we should just go to sleep. Yeah, sleep!”

“Sleep, huh?” Anthony’s lips curled up. Before she could make a break for it, he pulled her right back into his arms.

“Anthony, gentlemen talk things out, they don’t just grab people…” Charlotte protested, her hands pushing at his shoulders, eyelashes fluttering in a panic.

“Alright.” Anthony’s eyes turned smoky as he caught her hands and pinned them gently above her head. Leaning down, his lips brushed her ear, his voice nothing but a husky promise. “Tonight, I won’t use my hands. I’ll just talk…”