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?

Bowen while I was drunk! What the hell was

me, he actually let me off the hook

mind raced through the logistics. The esports club was already in its formation stage. While Alvin’s place could accommodate a pro team, it wasn’t spacious

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

Autumn Finals champion, none of these

thing. Aubree thought, ‘I need to

high-security place. But after last night’s incident,

die of embarrassment if I ran into Bowen

in high school, she no longer had the freedom to skip

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

a while. It just wouldn’t feel right to leave without saying a

through her. “Looking for Bowen, Aubree?” she asked gently, “There was an urgent matter at the Odionland branch, so he left urgently last night. He probably won’t be back for

definitely be back before your birthday,” Aubree shifted

1/2

to…” she started, but then thought, ‘Forget it. Bowen’s not even here

I’m off to school.

backpack over her shoulder, and saw Zachary already waiting in the car at the

out of Ellis Heights soon, so from now on

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