The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1438

Kenneth sat with his legs crossed, looking every bit the picture of calm and control. His voice was cool as ice. “You two are really into this, aren’t you?”

Emily shot him a frown. Lately, it felt like every single thing Kenneth said was directed at her in a way she couldn’t quite place, his tone always laced with sarcasm.

“Filming with Emily was honestly unforgettable,” Jarrod chimed in, grinning at her. His gaze never left her face, the admiration in his eyes impossible to miss. “Kenneth, you haven’t spent much time with her. You just wouldn’t get it.”

Not much time? Wouldn’t get it?

Kenneth rose from his seat at a deliberate pace, his hands tucked into his pockets, presence filling the room. He looked at Jarrod with a crooked little smile. “Back when I met her, you were still out there wrestling other tadpoles for a shot at life.”

Jarrod froze, smile slipping away. He glanced uncertainly at Kenneth. “So, you and Emily... you’ve known each other a long time, then?”

“I’ve seen her in diapers. How long do you think it’s been?” Kenneth’s reply was clipped, his eyes cold.

Jarrod blinked, trying to process that. Childhood friends? That couldn’t be. The rumors online said Emily came from a rough background, hustling in the industry to support her family. With Kenneth’s background, how would they ever have crossed paths?

“You—” Jarrod started to say.

Emily’s cheeks flushed, her ears burning from embarrassment.

“Did I say something wrong?” Kenneth’s voice softened just a bit when he noticed her blush. He leaned in close, lowering his voice so only she could hear. “I even have that picture of you as a baby, chewing on your little toes.”

“Yeah, that works,” Emily said. She glanced at Kenneth—at first planning to ask him to join. But his face said it all. He looked irritated, impatient, the kind of moody that screamed at her to leave him alone.

“If there’s nothing else, we’ll head out,” Emily managed, forcing a small smile. She wasn’t in the mood to cater to Kenneth’s attitude today. “See you tomorrow.”

She didn’t wait for Kenneth’s response. Instead, she quickly looked away, turning to Jarrod with a polite, faded smile. “Let’s go.”

As the two of them walked off, Kenneth was left alone with a tight, twisting feeling in his chest, frustration simmering inside him.

Seriously? Is that really the kind of guy Emily’s into?