The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1311

“What’s the matter?” Allanson’s voice was low and rough, rumbling through the tense silence. “Did you all forget I’m still alive?”

Aloys noticed the storm brewing on his father’s face and quickly sat back down, wisely keeping his mouth shut.

“If that’s how you want to put it,” Charlotte replied, not bothering to change her laid-back pose. Her long legs dangled carelessly and her cool gaze met Allanson’s, unflinching. “Honestly, that’s what I’ve always thought.”

To her, this so-called grandfather might as well have been a ghost.

Allanson held his breath. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the armrest, cold fury radiating from him. He looked at Charlotte with obvious irritation, but couldn’t do a thing about it.

“Charlotte, don’t forget who’s holding all the cards. I’ve got the person and the antidote. Pushing me won’t end well for you.”

Her eyes went icy, but for Newell’s sake, she swallowed her anger and kept quiet.

“Drink some water.” Anthony reached for her hand, gently squeezing it before handing over a thermos. His voice was soft, meant for her ears alone. “Don’t waste your breath arguing with him. He’s not worth it.”

Charlotte glanced sideways at Anthony. Just like that her frustration melted away. She took the thermos, sipped obediently, and said nothing more.

“I’ll handle it,” Anthony said, raising his eyes to meet Allanson’s. “Even if you take Solenia and N Organization, their people won’t just follow your orders. We’ll win them back before long.”

And when that day came, things would get a lot messier than a simple fight.

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