The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 879

Franco just stood there, staring at her. He didn’t even blink. Charlotte didn’t bother moving either. She set her phone down with calm, deliberate slowness, then lifted her chin a little and met his eyes, totally collected.

“I…”

Franco’s words stuck in his throat when he saw Charlotte’s clear, gorgeous eyes. He already felt uneasy, but now he was completely lost. His hands hung awkwardly at his sides, and he had no idea what to do with them.

Everything was happening way too fast. It was all just too much to take in.

One thought circled in his mind. He had a daughter. Nora had given him a daughter.

But just moments ago, he’d yelled at her, told her to get out, and locked her in a dark room.

The more he thought about it, the more his stomach twisted.

He couldn’t even look at Charlotte anymore.

A heavy silence settled over the room.

The air felt ice-cold, like the temperature had dropped in an instant. It was the kind of cold that seeped right into your bones.

“Franco, are you actually trying to kill me?” Charlotte finally spoke, her lips curving in a faint, careless smile. Her tone was almost lazy, like she couldn’t be bothered to put any real emotion into it.

That only made Franco even more nervous.

“No!” he blurted, shaking his head. He stepped forward twice, stopping right in front of her. All that usual confidence he carried around was just… gone.

He couldn’t look away from her. His eyes were full of something close to pleading, like he was desperate for her to understand.

She really did look so much like Nora. Especially her eyes. They were exactly the same.

So that’s why… they’d run into each other at the auction. Charlotte had even come to the house and almost met Nora. If Nora hadn’t lost it that day and sent her away, if he’d just seen her face under the mask, would things have turned out different?

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