The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 951

Charlotte flung herself straight into Anthony’s arms, clinging tight. His familiar, clean scent filled her senses, grounding her and slowly calming the wild beat of her heart.

“Jackson, Adonis, pull back,” Anthony ordered, his arm locked around Charlotte’s waist. He fired his gun with cool precision, his voice cutting through the chaos of pounding footsteps and blaring alarms.

“Yes, sir.” Jackson and Adonis snapped to attention, retreating fast and diving into the SUV.

The armored vehicle took a shower of bullets as it roared to life, tires screeching as the driver spun the wheel and barreled out of the building.

Men from The Gilded Wheel gave chase, but almost immediately, another group appeared, blocking their path and stopping the pursuit.

Anthony’s car sped down the secure road, finally out of danger.

“Aloys, we lost them!” A bodyguard from The Gilded Wheel looked grim. “There were two separate groups. The second group seemed to know our layout... I think they’re from Isle of Veil.”

Aloys stared after the fleeing car, his expression turning icy.

Isle of Veil, huh? No wonder that little girl had the guts to stroll right into The Gilded Wheel. She must be investigating the gene mutation...

After a long pause, Aloys pulled out his phone and dialed a number he didn’t recognize. “The test subject you’ve been searching for just showed up.”

...

On the highway, Hans glanced in the rearview mirror, sounding a little uncertain. “Anthony, I think someone’s helping us.”

Anthony glanced back too, his eyes dark and thoughtful.

“It’s Newell’s people,” Charlotte said quietly, as if letting them in on a secret.

She only dared to storm into The Gilded Wheel because she knew Newell had sent backup. That was her secret weapon.

Anthony looked down at Charlotte, noticing how she seemed a little sheepish. He wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms, to kiss her until she forgot everything else, but instead he turned away, keeping his expression icy.

She went to a place like that—fighting behind his back. And against five at once?

Charlotte could read his mood, and she shrank into herself a bit.

He was giving her the silent treatment? He looked so scary when he was mad.

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