The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 647

Just like her mother back then. Even though she knew the research institute was dangerous, she still dove in headfirst for the sake of the country’s medical progress.

“The White Whale?” Charlotte took a sip of juice, the corners of her lips curving into a smile. “If you can find Reaver, maybe I’ll think about it.”

“Seriously?”

Donald’s eyes lit up.

Charlotte’s smile grew wider, her eyes squinting playfully. The chance to get her revenge had finally come.

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Late at night, a black sports car sat under a tree.

Anthony leaned against the car door, wearing a simple trench coat. He looked relaxed, cigarette burning between his fingers as he watched the smoke curl up in the night air, his gaze lowered.

He only looked up when he heard footsteps.

Charlotte walked over, dressed in a white t-shirt and black jeans that made her legs look impossibly long. She was on her phone, her tone casual.

Anthony flicked away his cigarette, walked over, took her bag from her and slipped his hand into hers like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“I’ll handle contacting him later.”

Charlotte slid into the car, almost automatically leaning into Anthony’s arms, settling in like that was her spot. She pulled out her phone and started tapping away.

Anthony watched her for a second but didn’t interrupt. He just grabbed a piece of candy, popped it in her mouth, and let his hand rest on her waist. His eyes drifted to her phone and caught a glimpse of her chat with someone he didn’t know.

He caught a line of text and paused, studying Charlotte in his arms.

Reaver? Yet another secret.

He realized more and more that Charlotte was like a box of hidden treasures, always surprising him.

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