The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 966

Charlotte realized she had completely underestimated her.

Anthony caught the way she bristled, his lips lifting into a playful smile. He reached out, smoothing her hair in a comforting gesture, then leaned down to whisper something just for her. Whatever he said worked. The prickly look faded from Charlotte's face, replaced by a much softer expression.

Rena, still standing there and completely ignored, looked anything but pleased. Did he not know who she was? If he just bothered to get close to her, five hundred million would be nothing.

“I saw your card skills earlier,” Rena said, fixing Anthony with a long, steady look. She swallowed her irritation, withdrew her hand, and took a seat across from them. A light laugh slipped from her lips. “I thought I’d come over and get a few tips.”

A few tips? Hans and the others traded glances, picking up on something in her tone. Rena hadn’t taken her eyes off Anthony since she walked in. Wasn’t she Aloys’s daughter? Well, that worked. Let the daughter pay for the father’s mistakes.

“Sure,” Charlotte said, tucking her phone into Anthony’s suit pocket. While she was at it, she fished out a piece of candy. “How do you want to play?”

Anthony took the candy, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world. He did it so smoothly, you could tell he’d done it a thousand times before.

Rena caught the whole exchange and frowned, her interest in Anthony only deepening.

“Still poker. Sound good?” Rena’s eyes were fixed on Charlotte, her tone cool and edged. “But do you actually know how to play?”

“Just a little,” Charlotte replied, stretching out in her chair like she had all the time in the world.

A little? Rena’s lips curled into a smirk. She’d seen Charlotte’s earlier moves. With a measly eleven points, she’d had the nerve to keep raising. If her opponent hadn’t been scared off, she would’ve lost for sure. Just a pretty face, Rena thought.

“Let’s raise the stakes. You up for it?” Rena asked, twirling her hair, her voice dripping with challenge. “Winner gets to ask for whatever they want.”

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