The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 335

Olivia’s breathing got shallower, panic finally flickering in her eyes.

Right then, Charlotte’s phone went off. She pulled it from her pocket, glanced at the screen, and just like that, all the fury in her face faded away. She pressed her lips together, loosened her grip, and leaned down until her voice was just above a whisper.

“You should be grateful my hands are still clean right now. Otherwise…” Her words hung in the air.

Clean hands? Olivia shivered, her whole body tense.

Charlotte let go and shoved Olivia aside like she was something dirty. Olivia crashed to the floor, coughing so hard her whole frame shook. Charlotte just stood there, a lazy smirk tugging at her mouth. “Just wait. We’re not done here.”

By the time Olivia managed to catch her breath, Charlotte was already gone.

The memory of that look on Charlotte’s face made Olivia’s skin crawl. She knew she hadn’t imagined it. Charlotte had really wanted to kill her. She would have done it, right there at school…

Olivia’s fingers brushed her burning, swollen neck as a strange thought crossed her mind. Maybe Charlotte’s “mental illness” had kicked in. No normal person would do something so terrifying.

Back in Class C, the teachers did everything they could to keep things quiet. Nobody wanted more drama, so talk about the “leaked exam” and rumors of “cheating” just faded away. All the students knew was that Charlotte had been cleared, and her grades were real.

Now, when people looked at her, it was with pure respect, almost like they were in awe. Charlotte didn’t seem to care, though. She was flat-out asleep on her desk, as usual, even after scoring first in the entire country.

“I wish I knew what she dreams about. Maybe that’s her secret to being number one.”

“Which major do you think she’ll pick at The Cabinda University?”

“She got perfect scores in everything except literature. She could major in anything she wants.”

While everyone else worried about what major Charlotte would pick, Eleanor strolled into the classroom.

“Charlotte, Shirley, come to my office for a bit.”

The admissions people must have arrived.

“Okay!” Shirley jumped up, practically bouncing with excitement. When she saw Charlotte still slouched at her desk, she blinked. “Charlotte, the admissions team is here. Aren’t you excited?”

Charlotte got to her feet, her eyes downcast, looking like she could fall asleep standing up. “They’re the ones who should be excited to see me.”

Shirley stared at her, a little stunned. But she guessed it made sense. With grades like Charlotte’s, universities probably would be fighting over her.