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.”

could always say it was

that Mr. Turner has a sweet tooth, they

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

to work overtime, just say so.

and Kelvin immediately shut their mouths in

up Alvin from school,” Bowen muttered. “Dad’s been missing

defensively, putting on a

knowing glances and chimed in unison, “Oh, right, I

bothered to ask what Bowen was really

already have his own driver? Aren’t Simon and Sebastian specifically assigned

but wisely kept quiet-everyone

relented and told Ethan to drive to

didn’t stay for

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parked by the roadside, Bowen had the perfect

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

Turner, Miss Miller’s out.” The three of them were practically buzzing with excitement, all craning their necks to peer outside-way more worked up

so worked up?” Bowen said dismissively,

about to roll it down, his brows suddenly