The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1834

"The Blair Family and I will give Shirley the justice she deserves and shut down the public gossip once and for all." "Good." The answer was exactly what she expected. Charlotte's lips curled upward. "One more thing..." The girl paused, then added smoothly, "When this is over, I'm going to make sure Shirley and The Blair Family are of equal social standing." Equal social standing? Daniel was left completely baffled by her words. Charlotte wove aggressively through traffic until she finally pulled up outside Shirley's house. Andrew had beaten her there, and Anthony's swift damage control meant the reporters and onlookers who had swarmed the house were already gone. Shirley stood there with red-rimmed eyes, comforting a visibly shaken Geneva. "Charlotte..." Seeing her arrive, Shirley forced a pained smile. "I'm sorry. I dragged you into another mess." "This has nothing to do with you." Charlotte tossed her keys onto the table and walked over to the older woman. "Geneva, I'm so sorry you were frightened today. Don't worry, I will handle everything. I promise you, I won't let Shirley suffer for this." "Thank you, Charlotte." Hearing that Shirley wouldn't suffer, the quiet older woman broke down, tears spilling over her wrinkled cheeks. "Why are people so cruel? My Shirley has had it hard enough. Why are they saying such awful things about her?" "Geneva, this is my fault." Andrew stepped forward, bowing his head in shame. "I'm sorry." Geneva looked at Andrew, her gaze devoid of blame. She knew he treated Shirley wonderfully. It was just... from the very beginning, all these problems stemmed from the massive gap between their worlds. If Shirley had been born into a wealthy, happy family like Andrew's, she would never have been bullied like this. "I need to speak with Geneva alone for a moment. You two step outside," Charlotte ordered. Andrew and Shirley exchanged a glance, looked back at Charlotte, and obediently walked out. Five minutes later, Charlotte emerged. She looked at Andrew and Shirley, her voice low. "Geneva is fine. I'll leave people here to stand guard. Now, we're going to deal with whoever is behind this." "Okay." Shirley glanced back at her grandmother, who looked much calmer, and finally felt comfortable leaving. In the car, Shirley couldn't hold back her curiosity. "Charlotte, what did you say to my grandma?" "You'll find out later." Charlotte turned her head, gently smoothing Shirley's hair. "From now on, no one will ever dare lay a finger on you again." Shirley didn't quite understand, but the promise brought a profound warmth to her chest. "Where are we going, Charlotte?" Andrew asked from the driver's seat, navigating the unfamiliar streets. "To take out the trash." Charlotte leaned back against the seat, pulling out her phone to call Jackson. "Are we ready?" "Waiting at the gates!" Shirley and Andrew both glanced at the rearview mirror. The pregnant girl in the backseat radiated an aura so lethal it sent a chill down their spines. Half an hour later, the GPS announced their arrival. The sports car pulled up to the gates of a sprawling, magnificent mansion. Seeing the massive 'Byron' insignia on the gates, Andrew and Shirley stared in disbelief. The Byron Family? Pandora? Hadn't she dropped out of school? "Get out." Charlotte stepped out of the car, shoving her hands into her coat pockets. She glanced up at the mansion, her eyes bleeding a terrifying, predatory cold. "Boss." Jackson and Adonis jogged over, their tones perfectly respectful. "The boys are all waiting outside. Just say the word. Finding her is easy, but tearing this whole place down is fine too."