The Queen They Buried

Chapter 157

Emery’s gaze lingered on Aubree at the front of the team. ‘She’s truly exceptional now,’ he thought.

Another few days passed, and Aubree remained as quiet as ever.

Bowen finally couldn’t take it anymore. He called it a day early. “To Rithol High School,” he ordered.

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Both Ethan and Samson in the front seats, and Kelvin in the back, immediately snapped their attention to Bowen.

Needless to say about the two in front. Behind his glasses, Kelvin’s eyes sparkled with an excitement he couldn’t quite name. ‘It’s finally happening. Mr. Turner is finally making his move,’ he thought.

Despite being an elite executive assistant, Kelvin has his hobbies, like devouring bossy CEO romance web novels.

‘As Mr. Turner’s elite executive assistant, I’ve got to be his ultimate wingman in love-helping him win over Miss Miller is my top priority,’ Kelvin thought to himself.

“Mr. Turner, are we really going empty-handed?” Kelvin was practically tearing his hair out. “It’s freezing out. How about we grab some coffee to warm her hands?”

‘After all this time apart, and Mr. Turner’s just going to show up empty-handed?’ Kelvin wondered.

Ethan and Samson chimed in, “Actually, a small cake would work too. Don’t all girls love desserts? Even if Miss Miller doesn’t want it, Mr. Turner, you can always eat it himself.”

always say it

for them that Mr. Turner has a sweet tooth,

face twitched as he caught on to what they were insinuating. Sure, he was going to Rithol High School for that reason but

gritted teeth, Bowen snapped coldly, “If you want to work overtime, just say so. No need to beat around

and Kelvin immediately shut their mouths in

just picking up Alvin from school,” Bowen muttered.

defensively, putting on

three exchanged knowing glances and chimed in unison,

them bothered to ask what Bowen was really

Alvin already have his own driver? Aren’t Simon

right through him, but wisely kept quiet-everyone

and told Ethan to drive

time for Rithol High School’s dismissal. Since Aubree didn’t stay for evening study sessions, she usually exited through the main

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roadside, Bowen had the perfect vantage point to watch for

over one shoulder and blended into the stream of students leaving Rithol High School. Every so often, she glanced around, as if searching for someone

them were practically buzzing with excitement, all

up?” Bowen said dismissively, though his previously upright posture

roll it down,