The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1109

A Churchill family car?

Anthony pressed his lips together and narrowed his dark eyes, trying to get a clear look through the window of the car across from them. He hadn’t forgotten about the ridiculous marriage agreement between the Hawk and Churchill families. If Allanson had agreed to Franco and Nora being together back then, Lottie would have been born on the Isle of Veil. Would Charlotte have ever met him at all?

Before he could get lost in the thought, the sports car across from them opened up. A tall, striking figure stepped out from the back. Newell wore a gray trench coat, his sharp features and deep blue eyes giving him a look that was hard to ignore. With his hands stuffed in his pockets, he stared right at them, his expression impossible to read.

The moment Anthony recognized his face, his own expression darkened. A memory flickered in his mind. This was the same man from the Solenia medical conference—the one who had openly praised Lottie in front of him, showing a little too much interest.

“Mr. Churchill?” Anthony’s voice was low as he reached for a bottle of milk, poked a straw in, and handed it to Charlotte.

Charlotte took a sip, glanced out the window, and shrugged. “I think so.”

“You think so?” Anthony raised his hand, gently wiped a spot of milk off her lips, and gave her a crooked smile. “Didn’t you meet him before?”

“I don’t pay attention to other men.”

Anthony let out a quiet laugh, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the corner of her mouth. “You’re really something, Charlotte.”

She smirked. “Why would I bother? I’ve already got someone better at home. Handsome, rich…”

“Oh yeah?” Warmth spread through him. He couldn’t help the soft look in his eyes. “Guess you’ve got it all, then. Beauty and money. Living the dream.”

“It’s not bad,” Charlotte replied, her brows knitting just a little.

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