The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 508

“Damn it! Who’s the idiot crashing into us?”

Adonis jerked the steering wheel, tires screeching against the pavement. He glanced in the mirror, brow tight with worry. “Charlotte, are you alright?”

Charlotte leaned back, her eyes dark and stormy. There was a dangerous look on her face, cold and restless, like she was barely holding herself back.

Before she could answer, the car chasing them suddenly spun around and came at them again.

“Charlotte, hang on!” Jackson shouted. He could tell right away something was seriously wrong. He reached over, helping Adonis steady the wheel.

They’d just gotten off the highway, and the street was packed with cars and people. Out of nowhere, their SUV got slammed from behind again, and they lost control, swerving straight toward a crowded sidewalk.

“Adonis, brake!” Jackson yelled. He spotted a little boy ahead, standing frozen in their path, a lollipop dangling from his hand and confusion on his face.

Slamming the brakes might set the car on fire, but hitting a kid wasn’t even an option.

“On it!” Adonis stomped on the pedal again and again, but nothing happened.

The brakes were gone.

Chaos broke out as people scattered, but the boy just stood there, too shocked to move. No one was close enough or brave enough to run in and grab him.

While Adonis and Jackson fought the useless brakes, they suddenly heard a car door open behind them. Before they could react, someone shot past, grabbing the door frame and swinging up. In a heartbeat, Charlotte was on the roof.

“Charlotte!” Jackson’s face drained of color as he realized what she was about to do.

She was going to jump.

At this speed, one wrong move and she’d go straight under the wheels. But Charlotte didn’t hesitate. She launched herself off the roof, aiming straight for the boy.

“Is this your son?” Her voice was calm, but her eyes narrowed as she looked at the woman.

“Yes!” The woman scooped the boy into her arms, her hands shaking. “Thank you, thank you so much…”

It was their car that lost control, but she knew she should’ve been watching her son more closely.

“No need to thank me,” Charlotte said, her voice gentle as she wiped away some of the boy’s tears. “He’s scared and took a tumble. It’s best to get him checked out at the hospital, just to be safe.”

“Mommy… waaah…” The boy clung to his mother, his face pale and streaked with tears.

The woman nodded, wiping his cheeks. “I will, thank you…”

“How’s Adonis?” Charlotte asked, pressing her hand to her wound, her brow furrowed as she looked back toward the street.