The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1525

Her pulse felt off, just… not right.

“Charlotte…”

When Charlotte fixed her with that icy stare, Emily bit her lip, her nerves written all over her face.

“What did you call me?” Charlotte pulled her hand back, eyeing Emily closely, her voice low.

“Charlotte,” Emily answered quickly, her voice scratchy, her eyes unfocused. “What happened? Why am I hurt?”

“And… who is he?”

Emily glanced across at Kenneth, her heart suddenly picking up speed.

Charlotte’s brow tightened as she tilted her chin at Anthony. “What about him?”

“Anthony,” Emily replied right away.

Kenneth’s expression darkened instantly.

“What’s going on up there?” Helen called from the kitchen, the noise upstairs pulling her attention away. She hurried up. “Charlotte, Anthony, who—”

“And her?” Charlotte gestured toward Helen without really looking, making Helen freeze, too shocked to move.

“Helen,” Emily whispered, her voice barely louder than a breath.

Kenneth’s face looked like he’d just taken the worst punch. Emily remembered everyone. Except him.

“Helen, take Emily back to her room and help her eat some breakfast,” Charlotte said, lips tight, her whole face hard, frustration clear in every word.

“Yes, Charlotte.” Helen dipped her head and gently led Emily away. As they passed Kenneth, Emily bit down on her lip and edged past him, like her body was acting on instinct.

Once the bedroom door clicked shut, Kenneth finally dragged his eyes from the hall to Charlotte, his voice rough in his throat. “Emily…”

“In the study,” Charlotte cut in.

“Hold on.” Anthony hit speaker and turned up the volume, making sure Charlotte could hear. “Go ahead.”

“Based on Adela’s statement, Emily was given a drug while she was unconscious. It’s called T4icy.”

T4icy.

Charlotte slowed, her chewing almost stopping. Her gaze went sharp and cold.

That drug only showed up on the black market. A small dose could wipe out memories from a recent block of time.

Emily should have only forgotten what happened last night. So why had she forgotten Kenneth, too?

Charlotte pressed her lips together, set her toast aside, and picked up her phone to call Dr. David.

“Lottie.”

In his lab, Dr. David immediately paused his work when he saw Charlotte’s name on his caller ID. His voice was steady but serious. “Why are you calling so early? Did something happen?”