The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 145

The instant Kenneth saw Charlotte, he froze. It was like his brain short-circuited, fireworks going off behind his eyes until there was nothing left but shock. That was… his sister.

Right now, Charlotte was glaring at him, her eyes so cold it felt like she could slice him to ribbons without even moving. She must have heard what he said.

But what had he even said, really? Just some sarcastic trash talk, nothing he thought would land this hard. Something like, “She’s nothing compared to my sister. If Anthony picks her over my sister, he’ll regret it.”

Kenneth’s heart started racing. Was it too late to take it back? Should he just get down on his knees and beg?

Meanwhile, Anthony had already walked over to Charlotte. He wrapped an arm around her, his movements gentle, carefully wiping her fingers clean. He leaned down, his voice soft as he murmured, “Are you hurt?”

Charlotte shook her head and let him clean every one of her fingers, as if she was used to this kind of care. The two of them stood close together, their movements easy and familiar, like this intimacy was nothing new.

Kenneth’s eye twitched. They’d only just started dating, and they were already this close? His little sister was only eighteen. How could she be into Anthony, who was so much older? Or—God, was she being forced?

“Mr. Sterling, the security footage is ready!” The manager rushed over, holding out a laptop.

On the screen, a man stumbled out of the restroom and immediately tried to hit on Charlotte. When she brushed him off, he lost his cool and started yelling.

“You think you’re better than me just because you’re pretty? You’re just a slut, no matter how you act. Girls like you will spread their legs for anyone. You think I can’t afford you?”

Then, the video showed Charlotte absolutely wrecking him. The scene was brutal, blood everywhere, his cries echoing in the background.

“You’re the slut! Your whole family’s full of them!” Kenneth shouted, driving his knee into the guy’s stomach. The man doubled over and gagged.

“You dare touch her? You want to die that badly?” Kenneth punched him again, and the man collapsed, barely conscious, his face already swollen.

Everyone in the room stared, stunned. Was that really Kenneth? The famous Kenneth?

Someone whispered, “If this video leaks online, the whole entertainment industry will lose its mind.”

“Wait, something’s off. Charlotte belongs to Anthony. Anthony hasn’t even touched the guy—so why is Kenneth freaking out like this?”