The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1665

“You’d threaten your own mother for a woman chasing status and money?”

Dorothy was shaking with anger, her face pale. She jabbed a trembling finger at Andrew. “I’m telling you, if you think you can marry Shirley, you’re dreaming.”

“I am going to marry her. I just never said I was going to bring her into the Blair family.”

Andrew stood tall, almost six feet. Normally he had this playful, carefree look, but right now he looked dead serious.

Dorothy frowned, not getting what he meant.

“Shirley’s family background isn’t good enough for the great Blair family,” Andrew said, looking his mother straight in the eye. “If that’s the case, I don’t need to be a Blair anymore.”

If he did this, Shirley wouldn’t have that weight on her shoulders. The Blair family couldn’t tell him who he could be with.

Andrew’s expression was still icy, his voice steady. “Mom, this is the first and, hopefully, the last time I’ll say this. As long as I’m here, no one is going to lay a finger on her again.”

He left while the household staff stared, stunned.

“He…”

They whispered in shock, “You can tell he actually cares about her. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t throw away the Blair name.”

Dorothy’s legs went weak as it all sank in, her mind buzzing.

Was she really about to lose her son over this?

Fine. If that’s how he wanted it.

Dorothy’s hands curled tightly, her eyes narrowing and her face twisting into something cold and spiteful.

As long as she was here, Shirley would never join the Blair family.

Over her dead body.

“It’s fine.”

Shirley barely saw their face before they rushed off. By the time she steadied herself and looked up, the person was already gone.

She had no idea that, down the hall, that same person handed her stolen phone off to Karan. “The password’s cracked.”

“Thanks.” Karan glanced at the phone, satisfaction flickering across his face.

He opened Shirley’s messages and in seconds, typed out several texts to the financial aid director.

He set them to go out at timed intervals, a sly grin on his lips as he handed the phone back. “Put it back. Don’t let her notice.”

When everything was in place, Karan called Pandora, barely hiding his smirk. “Pandora, are you ready?”

“No worries,” she replied, her voice coming through crisp and confident. “Charlotte’s scandal is going public today, too.”