The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 140

Even at night, Anthony still looked every bit the part of someone out of reach. His presence was impossible to ignore, all cold confidence and untouchable charm. But the moment he spotted her, the chill in his expression started to thaw.

“Up the offer to one hundred and fifty million. We need Nine to show up. Our system can’t hold out much longer.” He hung up, put out his cigarette, and let his eyes settle on Charlotte.

Charlotte stood at least five-seven. Among the students, she was tall. Since she’d transferred in last minute, no one could find a uniform that fit her right. The skirt, meant to be modest, was a little too short, and her long legs drew more than a few stares.

“It’s a little cold. Wear this.” Anthony narrowed his eyes and pulled off his jacket, draping it over her shoulders. Most of her legs disappeared beneath the fabric.

Cold? Charlotte glanced down at the coat, lips pressing together. “It’s ninety degrees outside.”

“I think you’re cold.” Anthony didn’t look the least bit embarrassed about being caught. He chuckled and took her warm hand in his, leaning down until his face was close to hers. “I have to meet someone. Will you come with me, Lottie?”

“Is there food?” Charlotte looked up, meeting his dark gaze. He had that handsome, dangerous look, like he could talk anyone into trouble.

“There is.” Anthony held the car door open and helped her into the passenger seat. He leaned over, buckled her in, and as he pulled back, tapped her nose with his finger. “So, no food means you’re not coming?”

Charlotte lifted her chin, her pretty face set in a serious expression. “Right.”

Not a hint of fear or guilt about refusing him.

“You’re so heartless.” He grinned at her in the moonlight, unable to resist reaching out to touch her cheek. When she didn’t pull away, he pinched it gently, then did it again with a soft, deep laugh. “Fine, I’ll make sure you’re fed.”

Charlotte’s breath caught in her throat.

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