The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 22

She was gorgeous, with a gentle vibe and a talent for healing… and Helen found herself liking her more and more.

When Helen spoke, Anthony glanced up at Charlotte. Her face was calm and unreadable, her sleek black hair falling over her shoulders, the picture of lazy elegance. You’d never guess she was the same girl who’d been wrapped around him last night, refusing to let go.

“Come eat breakfast,” Anthony said, wiping his mouth as his voice softened.

Helen, quick on the uptake, pulled out a chair for Charlotte and smiled wide. “Ms. Main, please sit.”

Charlotte gave a tiny smile and sat across from Anthony. She picked up her milk and took a couple of polite sips.

“About last night…” Anthony started.

Charlotte froze mid-sip, then looked up at him, her eyes shining. “Hmm?”

“How did you sleep?”

“Pretty well.” She tore her bread into small pieces and ate them slowly, looking for all the world like she’d forgotten everything that happened the night before.

Anthony watched her for a moment, then arched a brow and smiled.

“Patricia’s awake. She wants to see you and thank you herself.”

Rolling up his sleeves, Anthony peeled an egg with careful, practiced hands and placed it on Charlotte’s plate.

Charlotte didn’t hesitate to take it. She bit in and frowned a little. “It was nothing. Patricia doesn’t need to thank me.”

That was a firm no, and everyone heard it.

Anthony just smiled, not pushing it, and watched quietly as she finished eating.

Once she was done, Charlotte picked up her backpack and got ready to leave.

Anthony stood too, draping his jacket over his arm. He walked over and asked quietly, “Where are you headed? I can drive you.”

Charlotte tugged the straps of her backpack and glanced out the window. The sun was blazing. The villa sat halfway up the hill, and it was a walk just to reach the neighborhood gate.

“Home,” she said, already making her way toward the door.

She looked up and noticed every maid in the room was staring at her, wide-eyed, almost like she was some kind of legend. When she caught their gaze, they immediately looked down, embarrassed.

Charlotte blinked, confused. Before she could think too hard about it, a sharp burst of barking came from outside.

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