The Queen They Buried

Hector gasped, his eyes wide with shock. “So Phoenix, wait, I mean Aubree, actually bought the sports team and started a club Even with a friendship discount from the captain, their market value as champions wasn’t cheap,

Hector choked out, “Phoenix, did you sink all your prize money into this?”

Moon smacked Hector on the head. “Are you dense? Didn’t Phoenix just say she bought the slot and got investors?”

Combined, their market value was probably still less than that of the league slot.

Hector let out a yelp, clutching his head as he glared resentfully at his bot lane partner. “I’m just shocked, okay? Never saw this coming” He thought to himself, “Sure, the captain’s a trust fund baby, ultra–rich and all, but nobody ever told me Aubree had this kind of cloud toot

“Don’t worry, there’s plenty of money. The contracts are being drafted and you’ll have them by tomorrow at the latest. Once you’ve reviewed and signed, the payment will hit your accounts right away.” Aubree stated everything in a businesslike manner, covering all the necessary points

They’d been through it all together, training, competing, and winning the championship, which built a solid trust among the teammates.

Hector said, “Guess we’re all set to live the high life under Boss Aubree now!”

The cheerful atmosphere was infectious as Aubree smiled genuinely. “That’s not up to me, it all depends on your performance out there,” she said.

Laughter and banter filled the table, yet Matilda remained unusually quiet

As the dinner wrapped up, Matilda was the first to decline Hector’s suggestion to continue the party. “Count me out, I’ve got something to take care of she said abruptly

With that, Matilda flagged down a passing cab at the curb and hurriedly took off without looking back.

Aubree narrowed her eyes, watching the direction Matilda had gone. “She lives in the urban, this isn’t the right way, she thought, suspicion flickering in

her gazt

“I’m not going either,” Aubree said. She quickly hailed a cab and instructed the driver, “Follow that car”

Bryan had barely stepped through the door before a glass came hartling toward his face. He dodged just in time, and the cup shattered at his feet.

Rubbing his temples, Bryan sighed helplessly. “Mom, what are you doing?”

Alice’s face was livid, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at Bryan. “You want to know what I’m doing? I should be asking what you’re doing! How dare you pick on Carmen the moment we’re not around

Bryan choked up, his eyes full of confusion. He thought, “Me? Bully Carmen? When did I ever do that? Since when does not helping her count as bullying?

‘Did she really have to make me come back for such a trivial matter? Couldn’t this have waited?

Mom’s interference

with our men. Lately, Turner Group’s been applying subtle pressure, and just as our new venture was

Could you just listen to

refusing to hear a single word from Bryan, don’t care what you’re

listen to a word he said, and it was driving him crazy. But no matter how pissed

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it all and keep it bottled up

‘This suffocating

feeling of being tongue–tied is suffocating No me cares what I say anyway. Mom only wants to do things

the thought crossed his mind, a sudden realization flickered in Bryan’s eyes. He thought, “Was this what Aubree went through in the Wilson family? No matter how she tried

now. At least Mom just sold me a bit, but back then, Aubree had

accusations,

voice kept drilling into his ears. “Did you hear what said or not?”

“Yeah, I got it, handle the online mess.” With that, he turned on his heel and stormed out

“One after another, are you all trying to defy me

at the neon sign, ‘Nightworld? A nightclub?”

She knew t

City’s most infamous nightclubs. Rumor had it that a bored scion of a wealthy family opened it just for fun. With its exclusive members–only policy, ordinary people

major falling–out with his family. She tried to talk

up in the hospital that night from all the forced drinking, but even that paled in comparison to how effortlessly Carmen could make Trevor leave. She just said softly, “Trevor,

worse, the paparazzi snapped photos of her at the hospital, which caused trouble for Trevor He actually came to her hospital room and berated her, blaming her for

sent a message to Alvin

with people. For the rich, there was no such thing as office hours. They’d show up to parties whenever they

the crowd and quickly vanished from sight. Worried she might get into trouble, Aubree hurried in the direction where Matilda had disappeared, asking around for any trace

just after she slipped into the crowd, two more people entered, one with

aristocratic air

the room, then suddenly halted as his brow furrowed. “What is she doing here?”

arm slung over Bowen’s shoulder, Ollie followed his gaze and

“Bree,” Bowen muttered.

like her doing in a place

I’m wrong,” he said firmly, shaking off

call in a favor to check the surveillance. Let’s head to the VIP room first, Mark is still waiting, if we get any news, we’ll go check

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