The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 659

The morning sun was soft and golden. After breakfast, Anthony drove Charlotte to school himself.

In the car, Charlotte curled up in her seat, her long legs stretched out and resting on Anthony’s lap. She swayed them gently, looking completely at ease while watching a video on her phone.

On the screen, last year’s “Cabinda University Medical Exchange” was playing. Letty, the star student, was front and center, guiding her classmates through a simulated surgery. Fifteen schools had joined the event. As usual, traditional medicine didn’t get much attention. The equipment was old, the atmosphere a little tense, and by the end, every low rank on the scoreboard belonged to the traditional medicine majors.

The comments under the video were brutal. Most people were mocking traditional medicine, and a few even claimed it was pointless or just a scam.

Charlotte’s eyes cooled as she scrolled through the rankings, all topped by modern medicine students. The traditional medicine kids in the video looked so defeated.

Next to her, Anthony had an arm wrapped around her waist, half-listening as he flipped through the photos Hans had just given him. They were all snapshots from their training days at the White Whale Training Base, showing Charlotte looking at him with warmth and affection.

“Anthony, these photos came from an anonymous IP,” Hans said from the driver’s seat, sounding more formal than usual. “The sender left a message, too.”

Anthony glanced up from the photos, a smile tugging at his lips as he admired how cute Charlotte looked in the pictures. “Let’s hear it.”

Hans tried to hold back a grin and snuck a look at Charlotte, who was still glued to her video. “The message said, ‘Charlotte’s not behaving herself at the base. She’s been flirting with the coaches. Two of them, actually.’”

He almost burst out laughing. Whoever sent these must not realize that the so-called “coaches” Charlotte was supposedly flirting with were actually her boyfriend and her brother.

Charlotte glanced up from her phone, her eyes landing on the photos. Not bad, she thought. The pictures weren’t half bad.

Anthony looked a little lost.

So he was just Charlotte’s secret weapon to get back at someone? He propped his head in his hand, his smile turning a little helpless.

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Somewhere else, Olivia sat in the academic center, gripping her phone tightly. She watched Letty on stage, chatting with the new students, her brows furrowed in frustration.

She had already sent the photos to Anthony. So why wasn’t he reacting at all?