The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1114

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Summary for Chapter 1114: The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns

Summary of Chapter 1114 – A turning point in The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns by Carmen Henley

Chapter 1114 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns, written by Carmen Henley. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

“I told you I’d give you some time to think, but since none of you can make a decision, I guess I’ll have to step in.”

The hall went dead silent. Every single person had their eyes on Franco.

“Every minute you waste, The Hawk Family takes another hit.” Franco tapped his fingers on the table, calm but with a hint of warning. Then he turned to Charlotte, who was sitting beside him, watching the chaos unfold like it was a show. He spoke gently. “Lottie, if word gets out that The Hawk Family is under attack, do you think all those other groups who’ve been eyeing us will just sit back and do nothing?”

Charlotte blinked, her thick lashes casting shadows as she glanced around, clearly unbothered. “Honestly, seeing them fight might actually be kind of entertaining.”

“But this is your family. What do you stand to gain if The Hawk Family goes down?” Marcia’s voice was sharp and cold.

“Gain?” Charlotte’s interest piqued, and she sat up straighter, a sly smile curving her lips. “If this is my family, that makes me the rightful heir. All the money and power would be mine, wouldn’t it?”

She stared straight at Marcia, watching her grow paler by the second. Charlotte’s voice dropped, turning serious. “Isn’t that right, Marcia?”

“I…” Marcia was speechless. She never really cared about the money, but the status of being heir meant everything. She couldn’t let Charlotte steal her chance to marry Mr. Churchill.

“If you can’t say anything useful, then keep quiet.” Charlotte’s eyes darkened, her voice suddenly cold and biting. “Nobody needs to hear your opinion.”

“Charlotte!” Allanson’s face twisted with anger. He glared at her, furious.

“What?” Charlotte shot him a look that was even more intense, her presence almost overwhelming. “You have five minutes to decide. If you won’t hand over the antidote, then we can all go down together.”

She casually dusted off her clothes, flipped her hair over her shoulder, and turned to Anthony. “Call Solenia. Tell them to up the attack—five times stronger.”