The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1330

“The plan was always to make the announcement today. I just never expected…” The patriarch let out a heavy sigh, disappointment thick in his voice. “You couldn’t even wait. Instead, you went ahead and tried to kill your own father.”

“How… how could this happen…”

Aloys felt like the ground had vanished beneath him. It was as if every drop of blood had drained from his body. He stood there, completely stunned.

No way.

Absolutely no way.

Marcia had seen the will too. She recognized her grandfather’s handwriting the second she looked at it.

So it was true.

Grandfather really meant for her father to inherit everything.

If only they hadn’t acted…

Today could have been her father’s big day, the day he became the new head of the Hawk Family.

But now, everything was ruined.

Marcia stumbled, then dropped to her knees. She couldn’t hold back the tears. They just kept falling, no matter how hard she tried to stop.

“Take my order. Send Aloys and his family to maximum security prison.”

Allanson didn’t look at them again. His voice was cold and final. “Fifteen years.”

“Grandfather…”

Marcia lifted her tear-streaked face, but she couldn’t get another word out.

Fifteen years in prison was her grandfather showing mercy.

If not for that,

They probably would have been sentenced to death.

“Next order of business.” Allanson didn’t waste a second. “Butler, go on.”

“Yes, sir.”

The butler nodded and picked up a new document. His tone was serious as he read aloud, “Charlotte will be the next heir of the Hawk Family, taking charge of all affairs.”

As soon as he finished, the room fell completely silent.

Every pair of eyes locked onto Charlotte.

She was now the youngest heir in the history of the Isle of Veil.

And the first woman to ever hold the title.

Not only was she the future successor of Solenia, but she was also the founder of the N Organization and the wife of the X Organization’s leader.

Someone with her background becoming the Isle’s heir?

Honestly, it was the Isle that was lucky.

No one in the audience dared object.

None of them even had the right.

“Charlotte, please accept this.”

The butler stepped forward, holding the book of inheritance, and bowed in front of her.

Charlotte didn’t move to take it. Her eyes, sharp and icy, went straight to Allanson. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Charlotte took the box, still suspicious, and opened it.

It was the antidote for the genetic mutation.

“Your grandmother started researching genetic mutation to help people. But I… I was selfish. I went against her wishes…”

Allanson stood by the window, staring into the distance. His voice was low. “So, as punishment, fate took her away from me…”

Charlotte listened quietly, not saying anything.

“All these years, I’ve buried myself in research, hoping she’d show up and stop me, hoping she’d come back. But the more I did, the more I realized I was just making things worse.”

He turned to face Charlotte, his eyes a little red. “Charlotte, every time I see you, I think of your grandmother.”

They looked alike. Their personalities were similar, too.

“So what? You honor my grandmother by obsessing over genetic mutation research?”

Charlotte gave a crooked smile. It was almost funny.

“I have the original formula,” Allanson said, his stare unwavering, his voice firm. “If you want to use the genetic mutation research for medicine, you’ll have to follow my conditions.”

Use it for medicine?

Not for harm?

Charlotte’s confusion only grew. “What do you really want?”

“I want to restart the genetic mutation project here on the Isle of Veil.”

Allanson stepped closer, his old eyes never leaving her face. His voice was rough, almost pleading. “I destroyed your grandmother’s dream. Now I want to make it right. Charlotte, help me.”

He just wanted to see her grandmother one more time, even if it had to be in the next life.