The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 417

Charlotte glanced at Anthony and nodded, playing the obedient student. It wasn’t a big deal to her anyway. She wasn’t the one who would end up exhausted.

Two days later, on Wednesday, Charlotte finished copying Shirley’s test answers and was just about to rest her head on the desk when her phone suddenly buzzed. The interruption annoyed her. Still, she reached into her bag, grabbed her phone, and checked the caller ID. Instantly, her whole mood shifted. She sat up straight, her voice cold as she answered, “Hello?”

Whatever she heard made her shoot to her feet. She snatched up her bag and headed straight for the door. “Shirley, if any teachers ask, just tell them I got permission from Eleanor to leave,” she called out.

“Huh?” Shirley looked up from her own test, but Charlotte was already gone, like a whirlwind.

Charlotte had Eleanor’s signed leave slip ready, and she pulled her usual trick—getting Adonis to imitate her voice so she could get out of the school without anyone getting suspicious. She’d parked her red motorcycle in a nearby lot, just in case she needed to make a quick getaway.

She found her bike, put on her helmet, and twisted the throttle. The engine roared to life, echoing under the blazing sun as Charlotte sped off. People couldn’t help but stare. Riding a motorcycle was cool, but seeing a girl do it was even cooler.

About an hour later, she reached the front of a tall medical building. As soon as she parked, she took off her helmet, hung it on the handlebars, and rushed toward the elevator. The elevator, though, was nowhere near the ground floor. She watched the numbers inch down, frustration growing, then turned and headed for the stairs.

Stella’s room was all the way up on the fifteenth floor.

Charlotte tightened the straps on her backpack and zipped up her school uniform. Her eyes flickered when she caught a glimpse of the bracelet on her wrist. Then she took a deep breath and dashed up the stairs, her slim figure moving fast. What would normally take five and a half minutes, she finished in just three and a half.

The moment she appeared on the fifteenth floor, Stella’s caregiver hurried over, worry written all over her face. “Charlotte, you’re finally here.”

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