The Queen They Buried

Chapter 57

The prelims had finally anived.

The exam hall was packed with over a hundred students. Some nervous types were already trembling before the best papers were even handed out

Over the past couple of days, Aubree had done some targeted practice on competition questions, focusing especiall

they were challenging, she still handled them with effortless ease.

As soon as the test papers were handed out, Aubree quickly scanned through them and already had a plan in mind. Without a moment’s hesitat started sohing problems at lightning speed, to others, these numbers might be hard to crack, but to her, they were like long lost friends, intimately

familiar.

Less than halfway through the exons, she had already finished the text, handed in her paper, and left the room.

Before leaving the exam hall, Aufmee made a quick stop at the restroom. The sound of running water from the faucet blurred out the convertions in the hallway

That voice sounded a bit familiar,

She didn’t pay it much mind and was about to leave after washing her hands when the voices outside suddenly became class

“Dr. Wilson, this matter is rather delicate to handle,” a hoarse voice of the middle–aged man came.

Aubree thought, ‘Dr. Wilson?

‘Could that be Darton”

Her hand, which had been resting on the doorknob, quickly withdrew, Acting purely on reflex, Aubree pulled out her phone and hit record

That familiar voice continued, it was indeed Darton

He said, “Isn’t this just a small favor for you, Mr. Mccoy? For the art competition, only the finals require contestants to paint on

on site, the earlier rounds just

need submitted works. If you make a few minor adjustments, who’s ever going to know who actually made it to the finals

This art competition was hosted by the Rithol City Art Association, and Alec Mccoy, whom Daxton mentioned, was the key person in charge.

exposure. After all, this was a state competition.

our vice president is the chief judge this time, he’s

downtown! You can choose any

little sister Carmen lacks skill, she just missed the registration deadline. With her abilities, making it to the finals would be a breeze. She doesn’t need to win big or

spoke with effortless nonchalance, as if he were talking about cabbages at the market rather than

by Daxton’s offer, minimal risk, and multiplied returns. Only

art. Her skills weren’t exactly top tier. She might scrape by for an award, but making it to the finals was no problem. Besides, the list of finalists had just been drafted and hadn’t even been announced yet. As long as she didn’t completely. embarrass herself

it that way, Dr Wilson, I suppose I can do you this favor, just for

he said

into silence. Aubree waited another moment, holding her

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finally step out of

in her

this scene feels all too

thought so many things would change, and this wouldn’t happen again. But here it is, resurfacing in

and assignments, so nothing else ever happened. Back then, the art competition schedule wasn’t as tight as it was now.

competition had already started, slipping someone in was as easy as snapping their fingers for the Wilson family. They didn even need to do it

as well Looking back, it was almost laughable that she actually thought family cared about

Carmen wanted the gold medal but, lacking the skill, used her to

Aubree’s work, Since she had the scores to back herup, when Aubree ghostpainted for her in

in her previous life, and now this evidence had fallen right into

through her memory for a contact, the vice

and breathed art, remaining a lifelong

he was the only one who questioned Carmen’s results. But lacking concrete evidence, he

Rithol High School clutching the painting she had phostpainted for Carmen. When he

recording to Stan’s email, making sure to point out that he

that Stan would just brush this off He was a true master who treated art with absolute dedication. In her previous he,

she walked past a sleek black Maybach, its tinted window slid down silently, revealing Daton’s

sneer, “What’s Aubree doing here? Don’t

case in her hand, standard

embarrassing disgrace. She doesn’t even know

few days before the finalisty list would be

had recruited a