The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1570

Mr. Lane gripped his phone so tight it was a wonder he didn’t crack the screen. [Is that really what we’re talking about right now?]

[Charlotte: Are you mad at me?]

When Mr. Lane saw her message, his heart skipped a beat and all his attitude evaporated in a second. [Lottie, no, I’m not mad.]

[Charlotte: Just say what you want.]

He stalled and fussed for a bit, then finally sent what he really wanted to say.

[Mr. Lane: Lottie, the physics department has been facing a lot of tough problems lately. So I wanted to ask if you could…]

Charlotte read the message, raising an eyebrow as she stared at her screen. Did they agree to annoy her together or something?

She deleted the chat with a swipe and left all further messages on read, not replying.

With a few quick taps, she set up her phone’s protections, blocking every notification or call from the International Medical Alliance and Mr. Lane. Nothing would get through now.

. . .

Half an hour later, the car rolled to a slow stop at the entrance of a narrow, run-down alley. It was the kind of place where the buildings were so close together there was no way their car could fit through.

“Charlotte, are you sure it’s here?” the driver said, looking around like he’d just stepped into the wrong part of town. His nose wrinkled with distaste. “This kind of place still exists in Cabinda? It looks messy and worn out. Are you sure it’s safe?”

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