The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1290

As soon as she showed up, making Charlotte give in would be easy. There were plenty of ways to get what they wanted.

At the same time, word was spreading everywhere. The Hawk Family’s heir was back. Headlines popped up on every major news site, and the whole world seemed to be talking about it. Everyone guessed the next heir would be Charlotte.

“Dad, what do we do now?” Marcia’s hands were clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. The internet was exploding with news, and her eyes were full of envy and hate.

She should have had the antidote by now. She should have been getting ready to marry Mr. Churchill. If it weren’t for Charlotte, none of this would have gone wrong.

“It looks like Allanson really does want to hand The Hawk Family over to Charlotte.” Aloys swept everything off his desk, sending papers and books crashing to the floor. His face was pale with anger. “Why should Charlotte, of all people, get everything that belongs to The Hawk Family? She’s dying!”

“Grandpa’s just trying to use this as bait for G5,” Marcia said. She looked confused and frustrated. “But the antidote was destroyed ages ago. Even if they find G5, what’s the point?”

“Unless she’s got another antidote hidden away.”

“And even if she does?” Aloys’s fists were shaking, veins bulging on his forehead. His eyes looked wild with anger. “She’d have to survive long enough to deliver it to Charlotte.”

That was it. Marcia ran her tongue over her lips, forcing herself to stay calm. She lowered her voice. “If Grandpa wants to use G5 as bait, we should get to G5 before he does. Or at least slow things down.”

Without the antidote, Charlotte wouldn’t last much longer. If they stalled long enough, maybe Charlotte would just die on her own. The thought of Charlotte suffering, struggling for every breath, desperate and hopeless, made Marcia feel a rush of satisfaction.

“It’s time to end this for good.” Aloys stood and walked to the window, looking out over the city. His hands were behind his back, and his eyes had a dangerous glint. “Whether we rise to power or lose everything comes down to this.”

“Dad, you’re saying…” Marcia looked at him, then hesitated. She didn’t dare say what she was thinking.

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