The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1358

Anthony finally stopped what he was doing, tossed the phone back to Kenneth, and pulled Charlotte into his arms.

“It’s late. Let’s go home and get some rest.”

Charlotte yawned, trailing after Anthony as they headed out.

Shirley spent ages working up the nerve to ask for a bunch of autographs. She was practically glowing with happiness as she dragged Stella out with her.

Andrew ripped the glowing headband off his head and, as he walked past Kenneth, shot him a look that clearly meant something.

Kenneth just stared, completely lost.

When everyone was gone, Kenneth slumped onto the sofa, grabbed his phone, and scrolled to the photo gallery. He was ready to pick a couple of good shots to brag about in the family group chat.

He tapped open the gallery, but the second he saw the photos, he froze. The smile on his face vanished. He shot to his feet in shock.

Suddenly, he exploded. “Anthony, you shameless jerk! This is war!”

“What happened?” The manager heard the commotion, rushed in, and caught a glimpse of the phone screen.

The manager just stood there, speechless.

All the group shots had turned into solos.

Anthony had spent all that time taking “group photos,” but in the end, only Charlotte made it into the frame.

No wonder Kenneth was fuming.

“Kenneth, I know this sucks and I shouldn’t laugh, but…” The manager tried to hold it in, but a second later he burst out laughing. “Sorry, I can’t help it.”

Kenneth glared at him. “Get lost!”

The concert had just ended. The entrance to the convention center was packed.

Anthony stood with his arm wrapped around Charlotte, tucked into a corner while they waited for Hans to bring the car around.

“Cold?” Anthony asked softly, brushing his fingers over Charlotte’s hand and nuzzling the top of her head with his chin.

“A little.” Charlotte smiled, melting into his arms. She watched the sea of people drifting by, looking a little bored.

Charlotte decided not to bring it up, at least for now. She didn’t want to meddle in their business.

Honestly, she thought Emily and Kenneth would be a pretty cute couple.

Inside the car, Emily took off her mask and sunglasses, wiping sweat from her brow. She let out a shaky breath. “That was close. I almost got recognized by fans.”

Her agent gave her a stern look, dabbing at her forehead. “So you do realize it’s risky.” His heart was still pounding. “The company’s negotiating to buy the rights to Storm. If it works out, you’re set to play the lead.”

That comic had an incredible plot and unforgettable characters.

It was one of those dream scripts that only comes around once in a lifetime.

If Emily landed the role, it would boost her career at home and maybe even put her in the running for international awards.

But every major company was fighting for a shot at it.

“If only we could talk to the original author directly…” the agent muttered, frowning, worry etched across his face.