The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 488

“But…”

Shirley’s worry came through loud and clear. Other than her grandmother, Charlotte was the most important person in her world.

“It’s really okay.” Charlotte tucked her chin into 98K’s soft fur, her lips curving into a gentle smile. “Just focus on reviewing with Andrew and Parrish. I’ll be back at school soon.”

Shirley sniffed, her reply tinged with sadness.

She just couldn’t understand why anyone would treat Charlotte so horribly. Charlotte was good, through and through.

At least Anthony was back now. He would make sure Charlotte was safe.

After the call ended, Charlotte tossed her phone aside and claimed 98K’s dog bed for herself, pulling the big dog close and using him as a pillow. She picked her phone up again and started scrolling through the news without much thought.

The headlines about her supposed mental illness were plastered everywhere, topping every trending list. The topic just wouldn’t die down.

Every comment section was a mess. People hurled insults at her, the kind that made you want to look away, words so harsh they almost didn’t seem real.

Charlotte stared at it all, her face blank. Nothing inside her moved. If anything, she found it almost funny.

What would these people say when the truth finally came out? These so-called righteous types—would they still have so much to say?

She was about to close the app and maybe get some rest when something strange caught her eye.

A user called IAMYOURMASTER was in the trenches, fighting for her like their life depended on it.

IAMYOURMASTER: Have you even met her? Do you know anything about the truth? In real life you’re scared of your own shadow, but online you act tough. Coward.

IAMYOURMASTER: And you, watch your mouth. Once the truth is out, Charlotte could sue you for slander.

IAMYOURMASTER: I support her no matter what. Got a problem with that?

IAMYOURMASTER: I believe Charlotte. When things turn around, I hope you’re ready to eat your words.

The comments got more heated as they scrolled on.

User1: Charlotte, why don’t you use your real account? Hiding behind an alt just to argue—so brave, right?

User2: You’re literally the only person on the whole internet defending Charlotte. Ever thought about what that means?

Charlotte’s brows knit together for a second.

She opened up a web browser she hadn’t touched in ages.

She already had a suspect in mind. If she was right, the person behind this would be exactly who she thought.

And she was.

Her fingers flew over the keyboard. It only took a few seconds for the other person’s defenses to fall apart. The ID that had posted the news was locked down in no time.

Next, she traced the ID’s real address.

The Carter Estate.

Melissa.

Charlotte leaned back, absently ruffling 98K’s fur, a cold smile flickering on her lips. “So many people are just asking for trouble,” she murmured.