The Queen They Buried

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

A sleek Rolls-Royce pulled up at a semi-mountain villa. Far from the urban hustle, it was surrounded by serene and elegant scenery. The villa’s style mirrored Bowen’s persona-seemingly tranquil with pavilions and terraces, yet deeply cold.

“The domestic helpers here live in the secondary villa; they don’t come to the main one unless needed,” Bowen briefed Aubree on the general setup.

As he spoke, he pointed to the middle-aged couple who had been waiting at the door. “This is Hugh Watson and Carol. They’re a couple and different from the others hired; they’re part of the Turner family. Hugh is the butler, and Carol manages everything in the main villa.”

Aubree nodded, indicating she understood.

Clearly, Bowen had already briefed them, as they greeted her politely with a “Miss Miller” without any surprise.

It was a common trait among the wealthy-preferring those they had personally trained.

In prestigious families in Rithol, they used such people for internal affairs.

Like the butler and nanny in the Wilson family, they were all “part of the family.”

Aubree knew these families also had their own “bodyguards,” sourced from a security company that, in reality, exclusively

served them.

following Bowen were likely

tell Carol if you need anything,” Bowen said with a smile, his eyes crinkling. Then, he leaned down to glance at Aubree, unbothered by her dazed expression. He

night at Ellis Heights was peaceful. Everything she needed was there, and Carol only

heard Bowen was staying here tonight and thought to himself that the old man had

overheard the conversation in the study. “Magnus’s mouth was tight; we couldn’t get anything. I restored his

were nine people working for his uncle, all surnamed

back against the wall. Listening to the conversation inside,

scandal at school had been big news, and Alvin

Bowen, supposedly on a business trip in another city, back because of Aubree? On top of that, sending Zachary to hassle a high schooler.’ Putting it all together, Alvin concluded: his uncle was

at the study door, one hand in his pocket. “Uncle Bowen, just a reminder, Aubree’s two months shy of

appearance, asked,

“Minor, illegal,” Alvin deadpanned.

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expression turned complicated. He let out a long sigh. “Alvin, I didn’t realize I came across

remained skeptical.

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driver arranged by Hugh to take her

for Aubree to beg to come back. While Emery wanted to find Aubree, he was swamped with the upcoming finals of the Autumn Split, where

stuff, he could only ask his assistant to try to locate