Chapter overview: Chapter 739 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.
Too bad she couldn’t move her hands at all. No matter how talented she was, it didn’t make a difference now.
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Across the city, the leaders of Kingswood University sat with the students from the Department of Traditional Medicine, all of them watching the live stream with tense faces.
“Charlotte’s hand got hurt at the worst possible time,” one of the traditional medicine students whispered. “If not for that, she could have made it into the top three.”
But now, with both her hands out of commission, the top three was a distant dream. Honestly, they were just hoping she wouldn’t get a zero.
“It’s alright,” Glenn said, overhearing them. He looked serious but spoke calmly. “Just making it to the finals is a huge accomplishment. She’s still young. She’ll have plenty more chances.”
Molly smiled gently. “Charlotte’s already made us proud, just by standing on the international stage. The result doesn’t matter. Let’s try not to put too much pressure on her.”
She truly believed that even if Charlotte lost this time, one day the medical world would know her name.
In a quiet corner of the venue, Andrew and Parrish had snuck in with Shirley and Stella. They huddled together, eyes fixed on the screen.
Andrew frowned and spoke in a low voice. “How did Charlotte hurt her hands?”
“I heard the final round includes a hands-on exam. If her hands are both injured, how’s she supposed to do surgery?” Shirley asked, her worry clear on her face. Then she caught sight of Letty nearby and puffed up with anger. “What’s with Letty’s face? Is she mocking Charlotte?”
“She’s not going to win,” Stella said, staring straight at Letty. Her eyes were icy, but her voice was steady and gentle.
“Who’s not going to win?” Andrew, Parrish, and Shirley all turned toward her.
“Letty,” Stella said, her lips pressed together. “She can’t beat Charlotte. Even if she worked three lifetimes and grew ten more hands, she wouldn’t match a single finger of Charlotte’s.”
No sooner had she finished speaking than a gasp ran through the crowd.

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