The Queen They Buried

Chapter 204

The three had little education and barely understood the lawyers‘ jargon. But they were cooperative, doing exactly as Aubree instructed without question.

Birgitte arranged their accommodations per Aubree’s orders and scheduled a media interview for them.

After handling Logan’s family, Aubree headed to her therapy clinic.

This was her final session. The underground garage incident no longer haunted her, and her doctor had recommended one last evaluation to confirm her

recovery.

Her therapist was running late today. The nurse gestured for her to wait in the consultation room.

Feeling a bit thirsty, Aubree wanted to ask a passing nurse where she could get some water.

“Even with Christmas approaching, Dr. Wilson’s schedule stays packed.”

Two physicians chatted in the break room.

“Psychiatrists are still doctors. Holidays don’t mean much in our field.”

Daxton was her primary therapist. Aubree had no interest in eavesdropping, but just as she was about to step into the break room for some water, she overheard…

“Yeah, sometimes I wonder why I ever chose this field. Most people might find these odd cases fascinating, but for us, it’s just another day. We see them all the time.”

Perhaps thinking they were alone, the two doctors spoke rather indiscreetly.

“At least these people really have psychological issues. Remember that woman from years ago? Always came in covered head–to–toe?”

“How could I forget? She seemed perfectly normal. I never understood why Dr. Bender diagnosed her with severe PTSD, cognitive impairment, and all.

Wonder if she’s better now or…”

The doctor spoke with a hint of regret.

all covered up,

Could it be…

prestigious and discreet private clinic in all of Rithol City. If Alice were faking a mental illness, coming here to obtain a diagnosis certificate would

held her breath and

I was assisting Dr. Bender when that woman came. She was totally fine. She just paid Dr.

make themselves

be. Why else do you think Dr. Bender left the clinic the very next

be Alice?‘

Aubree and

concrete.

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Without thinking, she pushed open the break room door. “Excuse me, do you still

case?”

was crucial, and being caught gossiping made them instantly defensive. “Sorry, we really don’t know what you’re talking about. Aren’t you Dr. Wilson’s patient? She

to her office?”

keep my mouth shut?

for.”

them. Pressing further would only make them shut down completely and risk their

Dr. Bender…

memory, filled her water cup,

you’re quite resilient. That incident no longer affects you.” Daxton, a warm,

face devoid of the expected

“What’s wrong, Miss Miller?”

Wilson,” Aubree asked hesitantly, “may I ask you

a moment. “Of

is it really possible for someone with PTSD to become so affected that they can’t even recognize the people closest

each case

become so protective of the adopted daughter that, when her biological child is finally found, she’d even turn against her real daughter

know her personally were at least somewhat aware of her complicated relationship with the

course, realized who the story was about. After a thoughtful pause, she said, “While theoretically possible, my professional opinion leans against it. The mother’s trauma stems from losing her biological daughter. The adopted child

traumatic enough to cause such a breakdown, no substitute

something else I’d like to ask. Do you know a Dr. Bender at this hospital? The one who nearly