The Queen They Buried

Chapter 216

Chapter 216

Aubree attempted to feed the fish previously. She accidentally killed more than half of them. For days afterward, Enrique would huff and puff, lecturing her. Aubree found herself wondering, ‘How did Mr. Turner, who was so stern when we first met, end up becoming more and more mischievous the longer we spent together?’

“Please, take a seat over here.” It was a beautiful day, and the house was immaculate, thanks to the housekeeper. Enrique turned to Aubree, gesturing for her to join him and enjoy the sunshine.

[Mr. Turner and Miss Miller worked together tending to the flowers and fish, sharing laughter and engaging in conversation.]

[Now, they were sitting together, chatting.]

Before leaving, Bowen instructed Samson to stay home and keep a close watch on Enrique. Bowen had a strong suspicion. Usually, Enrique would spend the festival at his home, paying respects to his late wife. However, this year, he unexpectedly came with them to Shiyvania. There was no doubt it was a calculated move.

Upon seeing the message, Bowen frowned. ‘What on earth is he up to?’

Samson: [Bad news, Boss! Mr. Turner just asked Miss Miller if she had feelings for you!]

phone across the room. ‘Bree has only just started to let me get :lose-if Dad keeps

was in such a frenzy that he didn’t even notice Alvin, who was still busy shopping according to the list. He commanded Ethan to return immediately. Ethan respectfully inquired, “Mr. Turner,

take a cab back by himself,”

Alvin turned around, only to discover that Bowen had disappeared.

are your thoughts on Bowen?”

water to relax when she suddenly choked, almost spitting it out in shock. ‘A zero-frame startup!

glimmer of mischief in his eye. “Take your time. There’s no need to rush. I’m aware that Bowen has feelings for

was surprised by how much more straightforward Enrique was compared to Bowen. ‘Does Bowen

intentions. ‘Shouldn’t someone of his stature be vetting a girl

mentioned anything like that to me, so I can’t comment on it. However, I

my Bowen not

hand with casual indifference, clearly unamused. “Honestly, girls your age seem to be into those overly sweet or intense types lately. Bowen? He’s practically from a different generation. There’s nothing remotely romantic about him,

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in your position, I wouldn’t like

out loud?” Aubree was taken aback. She never expected Enrique to speak about Bowen that way. It almost made her want