The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 765

Imperial Heights.

As soon as Charlotte stepped out of the car, the quiet spell she’d been under seemed to snap. She pushed past Anthony without a word and marched straight to the dog bed.

98K, startled awake, bared his teeth for a split second, ready to protest. But the moment he saw Charlotte, his eyes went wide with excitement and he wriggled into her arms, tail wagging so hard his whole body shook.

Anthony just stood there, at a loss for words.

Hans didn’t know what to say either.

Helen and the rest of the staff could only watch, stunned by the whole scene.

“What’s gotten into Charlotte?” Helen whispered, her eyes flicking from Charlotte hugging 98K to Anthony. “It’s chilly tonight and she’s not even wearing a jacket. She’ll catch a cold like that.”

Charlotte had plopped herself right into the dog bed, arms locked around 98K’s neck, eyes closed, and her face almost buried in his soft white fur.

Anthony sighed, pressing his fingers to his forehead. He grabbed the jacket Charlotte had left behind and strode over.

“Lottie, come on. Let’s go inside and get some sleep.”

Charlotte lazily lifted her eyelids, barely glancing at him, and gave a half-hearted nod.

She agreed, but her arms stayed wrapped tight around 98K, refusing to let go.

Anthony’s brows drew together in frustration. He couldn’t bring himself to scold her, so he turned to 98K with a stern look. “Let go of her.”

98K whimpered, trembling, and tried to scramble away, but Charlotte just pulled him closer, clutching him even tighter.

The dog, who was usually so timid, looked like he’d finally found his guardian angel. He clung to Charlotte for dear life.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to move; it was just that Charlotte wouldn’t let go.

Anthony stared at this stubborn pair and felt a headache coming on. He was pretty sure Charlotte was even harder to manage this time than the last.

“Hans!”

Anthony shot a look at Hans, who stood nearby. “Collect every bottle of alcohol in this house. Everything with even a drop of liquor, take it all away.”

Her hand reached out for the spot beside her, but her brow creased when she didn’t feel anyone there.

Instead, she saw 98K curled up next to her, tail wagging as soon as he saw her open her eyes.

No sign of Anthony.

Charlotte hesitated, glancing around the room. She finally spotted Anthony on the sofa, legs so cramped he couldn’t even stretch out properly.

So, last night she’d kicked Anthony out of bed and hugged 98K all night instead?

Biting her lip, Charlotte pushed away the covers and padded over to the sofa. She leaned down and gently poked Anthony’s cheek with her fingertip.

“Are you awake?”

Anthony’s eyes opened, and he looked ready to launch into a lecture. “Lottie, last night you—”

“I was drunk,” Charlotte cut in, her lashes fluttering as she looked at him. “I didn’t do anything too outrageous, did I?”