The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1576

“Yes,” the executives said in unison.

They all shared something in common—their husbands or partners worked for The Blair Group. When they got married or accepted proposals, it was never a quiet affair.

“So, from your own experience, what kind of proposal ceremony do women usually like?”

Proposal ceremony?

At that, even the most clueless executive caught on right away. Wait, was Anthony actually planning to propose to his girlfriend?

“Honestly, for most women, as long as the proposal is genuine, that’s all that matters,” said the short-haired executive, giving him a polite smile. “But do you know what Mrs. Blair is into?”

If they knew, at least they could help brainstorm some ideas.

Her hobbies?

Anthony fell silent for a second, Charlotte’s face popping up in his mind. Without so much as a twitch, he said, “Money.”

Everyone stared at him. Did they hear that right? Was Anthony saying his girlfriend liked money?

Hold on, did this mysterious Mrs. Blair only care about Anthony’s fortune? Was the future lady of The Blair Family really just after his wealth?

“This...” The short-haired executive pressed her lips together, unsure what to say. That was one answer she truly hadn’t expected.

Money certainly wasn’t something Anthony was lacking. If Mrs. Blair loved it, that actually made things easy. They could just… plan a surprise involving lots of it.

But before anyone could regroup, Anthony spoke again, his deep voice smooth and completely unbothered. “She’s richer than I am. What little money I have, she barely notices.”

The CEO’s office fell utterly silent.

“Alright,” Anthony said, finally, seeing how defeated they all looked. “Go discuss it among yourselves, see if you can come up with any suggestions.”

“Yes, Anthony,” they answered in perfect chorus before pretty much fleeing the office.

Out in the hallway, they only allowed themselves to relax when the door clicked shut behind them. They’d signed contracts worth billions without ever seeing Anthony so lost and uncertain.

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After everyone had left, Anthony glanced at his phone to check the time. A message popped up from Charlotte. The birthday party would wrap up in an hour—she told him he should head over now. Thoughtful as always, she’d made sure he had enough time.

Anthony allowed himself a small smile. He grabbed his suit jacket, looked over at Hans, and said with quiet confidence, “Bring the car around. We’re going to pick up Charlotte.”

“Yes, Anthony.”