Chapter summary: Chapter 1283 from the book The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns by Carmen Henley
Discover the most important events of Chapter 1283, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns. With the engaging writing of Carmen Henley, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.
The lab felt quiet, almost too quiet.
Charlotte lounged on the sofa, legs crossed, looking perfectly at ease. She cradled a mug of warm milk in her hands, her eyes downcast as she flipped through a stack of paperwork. She read at lightning speed, breezing through the thick file in just a few minutes and locking every detail in her mind.
Anthony sat beside her, arm draped around her waist, trying to offer some comfort. “Don’t worry. The drug is safe,” he said gently. “By next month at the latest, you’ll be able to take the antidote.”
“Safe?” Charlotte glanced up, her expression cooling, voice dropping to a hard whisper. “Do you even know what happens if a clinical trial fails?”
Anthony paused. Of course he knew. The odds were good, eighty percent, but that leftover twenty percent… if luck turned, someone could die on the spot. The risk was real and terrifying.
“I know there’s danger,” he admitted, squeezing her hand as if that could shield her. He tried to keep his tone light. “But this is the only shot we have. There’s no other way. As long as I’m here, nothing bad will happen.”
Her chest tightened at his words. That was why he’d gone so far, risking everything to become a test subject himself. He never thought about what would happen to her if he didn’t make it. The pain she’d be left with… And then there was Newell.
It felt like the weight of the world had settled on Charlotte’s shoulders, making it hard to breathe.
“Let’s go.” After a moment, she stood and looked at Anthony, her voice rough. “Where’s the antidote?”
“In the cold room.” Dr. David led the way, glancing nervously back at Charlotte every few steps.
The three of them stepped into the cold storage. Dr. David opened a drawer and pulled out a few test tubes, setting them carefully on the table. “We only had time to make five doses. Two went to the initial trial, Newell took one, so there are just two left.”
Charlotte stared at the vials, her brow furrowing. She kept her voice low. “You should mix it with warm water. It might help with the side effects.”


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