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The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 371

Summary for Chapter 371: The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns

Chapter overview: Chapter 371 from The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns

In this standout chapter of the Romance novel The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns, Carmen Henley introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.

Jackson grabbed the handle without a word, doing his best to brace himself.

Adonis waved her concern away. “Relax, Charlotte. It’s nothing.” He’d driven roads like this plenty of times before. With his driving skills, a mountain road really wasn’t a big deal.

Charlotte shot him a look, a sly smile curling at her lips. She fastened her seatbelt, then pressed the gas pedal all the way down.

“Ahhh…”

The wind howled past as the car tore along the twisting mountain road. Inside, the only thing louder than the engine was the screaming.

Thirty minutes later, the car rolled to a stop in front of the manor.

Jackson sat in the passenger seat, completely still, his face ghostly pale. He looked like he’d just come back from the dead.

“Ugh…”

Adonis didn’t hesitate. He flung open the door and stumbled out, making a beeline for the nearest trash can as he started retching.

Charlotte unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed out, stretching her legs. She nudged Adonis with her foot, looking down at him with zero sympathy. “Seriously? This little mountain road has you puking? Stop bragging about your driving. You’re just embarrassing yourself.”

“I… ugh…”

Adonis couldn’t even get the words out. His stomach was still in knots. What did she mean, “this little mountain road”? She’d managed to turn a two-hour drive into thirty minutes. The whole way, it felt like the car was flying.

He’d need a lifetime to recover from that half hour.

“Let’s go,” Charlotte said, clearly annoyed. She pulled her cap a little lower and strode into the manor without looking back.

Two hours passed. Charlotte gave the final shot and checked the patient’s heart and eyes. The heart rate was back to normal, and the redness in his eyes had faded.

The medicine had done its job. He was out of danger.

“Let them in,” Charlotte said as she pulled off her gloves and wiped her hands clean.

“Yes, doctor.” The nurse set the medicine aside, gathered her courage, and looked up at Charlotte with a shy smile. “Asclepius, you’re incredible.”

She blushed even harder, then hurried out, her head down.

Charlotte paused for a second, watching her go. She frowned a little, puzzled.

What is up with that girl?

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