The Queen They Buried

Chapter 79

Chapter 79

As usual, Zachary parked the car in a less crowded spot some distance from the school.

The moment the car stopped, Aubree snatched her backpack and scrambled out. “Zachary, skip the pickup tonight, I’ve got stuff to do.”

Aubree usually didn’t arrive at school early, so at this hour, the front gate was typically quiet. But today was different, the entrance was completely blocked by an unexpected crowd.

She also saw a few camera crews in the crowd.

‘What’s going on here?’ Aubree wondered, frowning at the unexpected crowd.

As Aubree approached with her backpack, a sharp-eyed reporter suddenly shouted, “Hey, that’s Aubree! She’s here!”

All at once, the crowd surged forward. Several reporters blocked her path while gawking students closed in from all sides, leaving her trapped with no way to escape.

Aubree was completely baffled. ‘Since when did winning an esports tournament warrant this kind of media frenzy?’ she wondered.

The moment the reporters started asking questions, Aubree realized just how dead wrong she was.

A person asked, “Hey Aubree, are you Phoenix, the mid laner who just won the League of Legends Autumn Finals?”

They shoved a microphone right in her face, nearly hitting her.

defensively. “Yeah, that’s me,” she replied, her

gamer, how do you respond

heiress of the Wilson family. Were you kicked out

third asked, “Aubree, did you really cheat

you bullied your stepsister Carmen so badly that your

your own teammate who publicly

is all this?’ Aubree thought, completely

questions. ‘Who cheated? And who

this all that dumbass Daxton’s fault? How

did my

a

designer miniskirt, Alice Wilson, stepped forward, extending her meticulously manicured hand to snatch the microphone, while her bodyguards cleared

strode right up and took her place beside

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press. I’m Alice, Aubree’s mother. I deeply regret that my daughter has become someone so unscrupulous. As

every reporter turning their

you admitting that

particular incident, I wouldn’t put it past my daughter to do something

such a damning evaluation, the looks directed at

Alice appeared every inch the long-suffering mother driven to her wit’s end by her