The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1191

The most exclusive private club in the city sat right at the heart of the busiest, priciest district. People called it the secret kitchen for the city’s richest families. Security was always tight, discretion even tighter. With prices that could make anyone’s jaw drop, most folks couldn’t get anywhere near it.

But today, something even crazier was happening. Someone had dropped millions to rent out the whole place, just for one day. The entire area within fifty meters of the club was locked down. Guards in black suits and earpieces stood in neat lines, faces stone-cold, eyes sharp and alert.

Word was out: The heir to The Blair Group was getting engaged today, to a girlfriend nobody seemed to know. Who was she? No one could say. The Blair family kept her identity under wraps and had made it crystal clear to the press that prying would not be tolerated. So no reporters dared poke around. All anybody really knew was that the wedding would be made public when the time came.

A Blair wedding would be nothing short of spectacular. The whole city was buzzing, waiting to see what kind of fairytale event they’d pull off.

In a quiet lounge inside the club, Charlotte lounged on a sofa, scrolling through her phone. She wore a plain white t-shirt and black jeans, looking relaxed and totally unconcerned. Just on the other side of the door, the Blair and Gates families were busy exchanging pleasantries in the main hall.

Patricia was the first to speak up. “Anthony’s so lucky to be marrying Lottie. Seriously, don’t worry. If he ever tries to mess with her, I’ll break his legs myself.”

Lavinia nodded in agreement. “That’s right, Nora. I treat Lottie like my own daughter. I’d never let anything happen to her.”

Nora smiled, reassured. She’d already asked Samantha about the Gates family. Between that and Anthony’s reputation, she felt comfortable handing her daughter’s future over to them.

Patricia went on, “Nora, here’s our list of engagement gifts. When it’s time for the wedding, we’ll multiply everything by ten.”

As she finished, her assistant unfurled a red velvet scroll that stretched three meters across the table, filled top to bottom with gifts and details.

“If there’s anything you’re not happy with, just say the word. Lottie only deserves the best,” Lavinia added with a warm smile.

The Gates family was one of the city’s most powerful, their fortune counted in the hundreds of billions. Even so, they were stunned by the sheer generosity on that list.

And this was only the engagement...

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