The Queen They Buried

Chapter 78

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Aubree woke up right on time, her internal alarm never failing her, even after a night of heavy drinking.

She woke up clutching her pounding head. The hangover hit her like a sledgehammer to the skull, sending sharp, throbbing pains through her nerves.

Aubree sat on the bed in a daze for a long moment before gradually coming to her senses.

“Carol must have changed my clothes last night…” Aubree muttered to herself, glancing down at her outfit before scanning the room.

She vaguely remember Bowen was the last to show up.

“What happened next?” Aubree wondered.

Still holding her head, Aubree paused, her gaze suddenly blank as confusion washed over her face. “Wait… Did I… Did I really kiss Bowen?”

As the memories came flooding back, the scene in the car replayed in her mind with painful clarity. Aubree buried her face in her hands and let out a mortified scream.

Aubree thought in horror, ‘Oh my God! What the hell did I do?

can’t believe I actually flirted with Bowen while I was drunk! What the hell

must have taken pity on me, he actually let me off the hook

club was already in its formation stage. While Alvin’s place could accommodate a pro team, it wasn’t spacious enough for

then move on to recruiting staff and coaches, and finally announce

the Autumn Finals champion, none of

one more important thing. Aubree thought, ‘I

prize money, I’m financially secure enough to rent a high-security place. But after last night’s incident, even if Bowen didn’t mind, there’s no way I could keep living at Ellis Heights, I’d

of embarrassment if I ran

school, she no longer had the freedom

managed a few sips of breakfast. She didn’t see Bowen around. She’d planned to mention she was moving out if he was

thought, ‘After all, I’ve been staying at his place for quite a while.

Aubree?” she asked gently, “There was an urgent matter at the Odionland branch, so he

with a knowing smile, “Don’t worry, Bowen said he’ll definitely be

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wanted to…” she started, but then thought, ‘Forget it. Bowen’s not even here right now, there’s no point telling Carol I’m moving

mind, I’m off to

a sandwich, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and saw Zachary already waiting in the

moving out of Ellis Heights soon, so from

said firmly, “Mr. Turner’s orders are clear. I’m responsible for your transportation and protection.” His meant that her moving wouldn’t change his