The Queen They Buried

Chapter 81

Aubree thought, ‘If she wants to keep pretending, I’m not playing along.

‘Blackmail? Sorry, I don’t have a moral compass! If that’s how you want to play, then let’s all lose face together!’

She said, “You’re not silent because you don’t want to answer, you’re too scared to! I have the legal severance agreement right here. You’re no longer my mother. I can have it authenticated in court. I drafted it myself, which means I was the one who initiated the severance.”

Aubree’s words made the sharper minds in the crowd start connecting the dots.

As far as the Wilson family was concerned, Aubree wasn’t driven out for any wrongdoing. On the contrary, she chose to leave of her own accord.

The Wilson family were Rithol’s top-tier elite, no one would walk away from that kind of fortune.

People felt that it must be because she’d reached her absolute breaking point.

Aubree glared at Alice. “You stand there as my mother, accusing your daughter of rotten morals and an incorrigible nature. But have you ever stopped for even a moment to consider if you are fit to be a mother?

chronic stomach condition? Have you ever truly looked at the scars all over my body? Every single

count how many times I was hospitalized

even care whether I was

Aubree shouted, “Never!

me, exactly where did I go wrong? As a designer, Alice, don’t you understand what plagiarism means to a creator? Yet you forced me to ghostwrite for Carmen in so many important competitions, and even enabled her to hire others just to keep herself from being expelled from Rithol Art School. And after

because you drove me to

years came pouring out in that moment, and Aubree felt a sense of liberation she had never experienced before. Watching Alice pale and stumble backward only

started to retort. But when she met Aubree’s undisguised look of hatred, her words died in her throat, a chill running down her

Alice thought, ‘She…hates me?

meals at the Wilson household, but

clothes and luxury goods. Other than asking her to yield to Carmen, what

about?’

Alice had felt just moments

thought venomously, ‘What an

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