The Queen They Buried

Chapter 149

Chapter 148

Chapter 148

Aubree did end up using the USB drive. She handed it to Declan-he knew what to do.

By the time Aubree left the club, nightfall had already descended.

Hidden in the night shadows was a Maybach, its window slightly ajar to reveal nothing but a hand holding a cigarette.

His gaze was fixed squarely on the main entrance of Golden Industrial Park.

Bowen couldn’t help but scoff at himself.

Bowen thought to himself, ‘God, I’m pathetic. She’s desperate to distance herself from me, yet here I am, still worrying about her safety at night.’

“Um, Mr. Turner, aren’t we leaving yet?” Samson, sitting in the front seat, asked hesitantly, glancing about in confusion as he wondered who they were waiting for.

Samson thought, ‘If we’re really waiting for Miss Miller, why can’t Mr. Turner just wait openly? Why hide in the car like some shady character?’

Bowen choked up for a moment, then came up with a lame excuse that wouldn’t fool a soul. He muttered weakly, “Oh, I told Zachary to come back. We’re waiting for him before leaving.”

for Zachary?’ Samson thought skeptically, exchanging a glance

Samson exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes ablaze with

just dumped

‘Absolutely. He even called

about Miss Miller’s safety at

thought, ‘Hey, why don’t

to his word, Samson cautiously ventured, “Mr. Turner, it’s not really safe for Miss Miller to be alone this late

gave a dry chuckle. “The Yastraria project is short-staffed. Why don’t you two go check

clammed up at once, groaned inwardly, ‘Mr. Turner just loves

reclined in his seat. Even his subordinates could tell

could see it-everyone except himself, clinging to self-deception

could reach a decision, a sharp rap on

“Mr. Turner, as you instructed, I’ve

stared at Zachary,

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leave after seeing her home, but she said I could go now.

so furious he could feel his chest tightening. ‘Is he made of wood or what?’

back here?’ He wondered, ‘Damn

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