The Queen They Buried

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

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A blond, blue-eyed man waved Bowen’s phone teasingly and joked in a crisp London accent, “Bowen, your phone’s ringing, it’s from your home country. Could it be your sweetheart missing you already?”

Bowen took the phone, saw it was Carol calling, and explained to him, “It’s just our housekeeper.”

The dashing foreigner before him was Aidan Matthews, scion of the prestigious Matthews family in Odionland. Their diversified business empire spanned multiple industries, with digital media and the internet as their crown jewel, fields in which they reigned as undisputed leaders.

“I was just feeling sorry for my hopelessly smitten little sister, but thankfully it was just a misunderstanding.” Aidan shrugged with a teasing grin and pointed to the golden-haired girl nearby, dressed up like a doll under her dainty parasol. “Bowen, are you really not going to give my sister a chance? I promise, she’s the most sought-after debutante in all of Odionland’s high society.”

Bowen didn’t even spare a glance in that direction, though that burning gaze, so frank and full of affection, had been fixed on him from the moment he set foot on the golf course.

“Compared to pampered flowers, I think I prefer the tenacious grass that defies the harsh winds on a cliff,” Bowen said with a wry, apologetic smile, “Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

with his phone

parasol, glided over to her brother and pouted coquettishly. “Brother, what

helpless sigh, he’d already tried

something intriguing happened to Bowen during his trip back to Lumanon,” Aidan remarked. As a fellow man, he noticed

Carol back. She asked if he’d be returning soon

for this, she’s already handled it perfectly

on things over there for me,” He had to admit to himself that, in a way, he was running away like

back to that kiss. He knew full well it had been an accident, yet that night, his dreams kept replaying it over and

to himself, ‘I’m not going back until I sort out my feelings

her.” Carol lingered downstairs, stealing anxious glances upward as dusk fell. Bree had come home insisting

Carol to take good care of Aubree. Now, frantic with worry and at her wits’

Bowen’s mind went completely

forever, this is way too sudden.

trying to avoid me

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