The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1988

"Thank you, Samantha," Charlotte replied, her voice raspy. "Stella will be very happy to hear that."

But...

Charlotte's spirits remained heavy. She didn't say anything more. After hanging up, she turned to Helen. "Give me the car keys."

"Ma'am, it's getting dark, and driving in your condition is very dangerous," Helen pleaded gently, nervously wiping her hands on her apron. "Mr. Blair isn't back yet. Let me call a driver..."

"No need."

Charlotte shook her head, her tone leaving no room for argument. "I can drive myself."

At this hour, all the drivers at Imperial Heights were off the clock. Calling them back would waste too much time.

"But..."

Helen stared at Charlotte's heavily pregnant belly, her brow deeply furrowed.

Not only was she far along in her pregnancy, but her emotional state was incredibly volatile.

No, "volatile" was an understatement.

In all the time Helen had cared for her, she had rarely seen her look so devastated and unmoored.

If anything happened... she would be risking her life and her unborn twins'.

Helen couldn't let her do it!

"..."

Charlotte scowled, about to argue, when the front door suddenly flew open. A man in a sharp suit, his hair slightly disheveled from the wind, strode in.

"Come here."

Anthony was breathing heavily, having clearly rushed back. "Helen, get my wife a coat."

"Right away, sir."

Seeing the master of the house return, Helen let out a massive sigh of relief and hurried to fetch a coat.

"..."

Charlotte froze for two seconds before practically throwing herself into Anthony's arms, her eyes immediately turning red.

She felt helpless.

So incredibly helpless.

"Don't be scared," Anthony murmured, leaning down to pull her into a tight embrace. He rubbed her back soothingly. "The internet posts are being dealt with, and the car is out front. We can go find her right now."

Taking the coat from Helen, he draped it carefully over Charlotte's shoulders before wrapping an arm around her waist and leading her outside.

Charlotte practically dragged him toward the car.

Helen watched them go, frowning deeply, but ultimately kept quiet.

Anthony took the wheel, with Charlotte in the passenger seat.

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