The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 999

"Yes, sir."

At the sound of the command, the bodyguards at the entrance burst inside, guns raised and aimed straight at the black Hummer, determined to bring it to a stop.

A second later, gunfire exploded through the air. Bullets hammered the Hummer like a rainstorm, but the car barely flinched. It had been upgraded with the best armor money could buy. When the dust settled, the Hummer was untouched. The only casualties were the bodyguards who’d been knocked aside in the chaos.

The casino was in total disarray.

Rena’s voice cut through the noise. "Useless fools. You can't even stop a single car!" She watched Charlotte’s wild move, then caught the soft look Anthony gave her. Rena clenched her fists, her eyes burning with anger. "I don't care what it takes. Get her. Now!"

Before her words even faded, the Hummer roared forward, smashing through tables and barreling straight toward Aloys and Rena.

"Aloys, Rena, watch out!" a bodyguard shouted.

The Hummer was too fast to block. The bodyguards had no choice but to jump out of the way.

Nobody had time to process what was happening. The car doors swung open. Three people jumped out in quick succession.

One of them—a tall, slender woman—landed perfectly in Anthony's arms.

Anthony’s expression tightened. He kicked a bodyguard aside, pulling Charlotte safely against his chest. With her held close, he spun around, putting himself between her and the flying bullets.

He quickly raised his gun, pointing it straight at Aloys. At the same moment, Jackson and Adonis pulled their own weapons, stepping in front of Anthony and Charlotte. Both of them scanned the room, ready for anything.

Charlotte, still curled up in Anthony’s embrace, slowly lifted her head. Half her delicate face caught the light as a lazy, mocking smile spread across her lips. "This place? I’ve already been here twice. You say that like you could ever stop me."

Aloys was left speechless.

"And another thing..." Charlotte stood with a casual grace, tapping Anthony’s arm with a pale, slender finger. Her voice came out low and rough, every syllable dripping with confidence. "His life, his money, everything he has belongs to me. You want to take my man from me? Did you ever ask if I’d allow it? If I say no, nobody’s taking him. Not a chance."

Her tone was soft and almost lazy, but every word hit with a boldness that dared anyone to challenge her.

Anthony let out a quiet laugh, smiling as he gently stroked her hair. "That’s right," he said softly. "Everything I am is yours. No one can take that away. Relax."

Rena watched the two of them, locked in each other's arms. Jealousy and resentment flashed in her eyes, raw and impossible to hide.