The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1172

She was gone.

She was really gone.

A genetic mutation had taken her life.

Allanson just stood there, frozen, feeling like someone had dumped him into an ice bath. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t think. All he could do was replay bits and pieces of their past in his mind.

They’d first met on the Isle of Veil. They’d clicked right away, both drawn to the same interests, especially their shared fascination with genetic mutations.

But somewhere along the way, they drifted apart.

For her, genetic research was all about saving lives.

For him, it was about power, about profit, about making himself stronger.

Eventually, Mrs. W lost patience. She destroyed all her research and left the Isle of Veil behind. After that, no one ever saw her again.

He’d thrown himself into the research, hoping she’d come back if he just pushed hard enough.

He never thought it would end like this.

A sharp pain stabbed through his chest. Allanson’s brow furrowed, and suddenly, blood trickled from his lips as his face went ghostly pale.

“Allanson!”

The butler panicked, about to call for a doctor, but Allanson grabbed his arm, voice cold and desperate. “Take me to the lab. I need to see Charlotte.”

“But sir, your health—”

“Out of my way.” Allanson shoved the butler aside, barely able to stand, but forcing himself forward anyway.

Died from a genetic mutation…

If he hadn’t bribed G2 to change her research all those years ago, would she have ever left? Would she have died because there was no cure?

He needed answers. He needed the truth.

The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. Rage and regret churned in his chest. He barely made it out of the hall before his vision blurred, everything went dark, and he hit the floor.

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