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The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 834

Summary for Chapter 834: The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns

Summary of Chapter 834 – A turning point in The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns by Carmen Henley

Chapter 834 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns, written by Carmen Henley. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

Charlotte needed to drink her milk, which meant she would have to take off her mask. Franco saw his chance. He was curious about the face behind those eyes, eyes that looked so much like Nora’s.

But Charlotte only lifted her mask a little, just enough to sip her milk quickly before dropping it back into place. The whole thing took less than five seconds. Franco caught nothing.

He’d been staring at Charlotte ever since he sat down. Anthony noticed, his eyes turning cold. “Franco,” he said flatly, “is there something you want?”

Franco finally looked away. When his gaze met Anthony’s icy stare, a hint of a smile flickered across his sharp features. “I wouldn’t say I want anything. I’m just interested in who you two really are,” he said in a low voice.

Anthony’s eyes narrowed. “We’re just regular people. Not worth your curiosity.” He didn’t bother hiding his annoyance. “Franco, you let us win the medicine at the auction, then sent people to follow and watch us. If you have something to say, just say it. No need for games.”

Franco’s expression darkened. Every word Anthony spoke was loaded with tension.

“You’d better mind your tone. Do you even realize where you are?” His voice was icy. No one had ever dared talk to him like this, especially here.

Before Franco could go on, Charlotte cut in, hands in her pockets and legs swinging. Her clear, dark eyes locked onto Franco’s. “And what about your tone? Franco, are you planning to throw your weight around just because you can?”

Franco was stunned for a moment. This girl was quick. In just a few words, she made him sound like a bully. Normally, anyone who talked back to him wouldn’t get a second chance. But her—those eyes so much like Nora’s—made him swallow his anger.

“What’s your name?” he asked, his gaze steady on her.

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