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.”

grinned, clearly giving him an out-he could always say it was for himself if things

handy for them that Mr. Turner has

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

you want to work overtime, just

immediately shut

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

putting on a tough

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

ask what

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

him, but wisely kept quiet-everyone

ears burning red, Bowen finally relented and told Ethan to drive to Rithol

arrived just in time for Rithol High School’s dismissal. Since Aubree didn’t stay for evening study sessions, she usually exited

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parked by the roadside, Bowen had the perfect

blended into the stream of students leaving Rithol High

three of them were practically buzzing with excitement, all craning their necks to peer outside-way

Bowen said dismissively, though his previously upright

about to roll it down, his brows suddenly furrowed. “Wait?