The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1854

After lingering on her for another second, he withdrew his gaze and reverted to his usual cold demeanor. "That concludes the Q&A."

With that, he handed his microphone to the assistant.

Escorted by the university officials and surrounded by staff, Roger made his exit from the conference center.

Only when his figure disappeared from sight did Stella finally let out a breath.

She packed up her things and was about to head out.

Her classmates, along with a group of girls from the neighboring class, suddenly swarmed around her desk.

"Stella, could you do us a huge favor?"

Since starting college, Stella's personality had slowly begun to shift. Her initial instinct was to just walk away.

But remembering Charlotte's advice—learn to talk to people, you can't live in your own little world forever—she quietly sat back down. Her fingers curled into her palms as she asked, "What is it?"

"Roger is Charlotte's brother, and you know Charlotte..."

The girls crowded around her, chattering excitedly. "Could you pass some things along to him for us? And maybe grab some autographs?"

"I don't know..."

Stella pressed her lips together, her brows knitting into a tight frown.

Charlotte was pregnant and completely swamped with her medical studies.

Stella had been so worried about disturbing her rest that she hadn't even dared to send her a message on social media lately.

Beyond that.

Based on Roger's icy personality, he definitely didn't seem like the type to accept fan mail.

"Silence means yes!"

Seeing her hesitate, the girls dumped a pile of items on her desk. "Thanks a million, Stella!"

"Wait..."

Before Stella could even get a word in, the girls scattered in every direction, completely robbing her of the chance to refuse. "Make sure you get them signed!"

Stella grimaced as she stared at the pile on her desk.

Aside from photos of Roger, there were several pastel-colored envelopes—most likely love letters.

Seeing the colorful assortment made her frown even harder.

After a long moment of hesitation.

She gathered the items into a neat stack and hugged them to her chest as she walked out.

She figured she would just hand them back to the girls on Monday.

Stella had just managed to gather everything back into a messy pile against her chest.

The pink love letter sitting on top of the stack was glaringly obvious.

Breathless from her panic, a faint flush crept into her pale cheeks.

"Roger."

With her path blocked, she had no choice but to stop. Looking like a deer caught in the headlights, she didn't even dare to meet his eyes. "Excuse me."

Then, out of pure politeness, she quickly tacked on, "Please."

He didn't budge. Pinching the top envelope between his fingers, he waved it casually in the air. "For me?" he asked, his tone smooth and unreadable.

"Yeah."

Stella finally looked up at him, her face flushing crimson as she mumbled, "Some girls in my class wanted your autograph. If it's too much trouble..."

"I can do it."

Roger walked into the empty classroom and settled into one of the narrow desk chairs. His dark eyes locked onto hers, his voice dropping an octave. "Come here."

Stella pressed her lips together, her stomach twisting with anxiety.

He looked... less than thrilled.