The Queen They Buried

Chapter 218

During that time, every time Alvin closed his eyes, all he could see were the loving smiles of his parents. A single tear rolled down his cheek. His voice, rough and filled with menace, growled, “When the time comes, stay out of my way.”

Watching Alvin like this, Bowen couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. He wondered, ‘How would Alvin react if he ever found out that the girl from back then was Bree? Ever since they passed away, Alvin has completely shut himself off emotionally. The fact that he can even refer to Bree as his friend shows just how much he valued her.’

Bowen knew that Alvin would never allow the killers to escape justice. However, the mere existence of Aubree could pose another heartbreaking challenge for him. After a moment of hesitation, Bowen quietly asked, “Alvin, just hypothetically speaking… What would you do if that little girl from all those years ago suddenly appeared before you?”

He added, “It would also be nearly impossible to remove her from your life. You…” Bowen paused, contemplating, ‘Would you consider making peace with it? And with yourself?’

Alvin interrupted sharply, saying, “If she dares to show up in front of me, I won’t hold back. She may be innocent, and it’s already incredibly generous of me to offer her an out. But if she can’t keep herself out of my sight for good, then I’ll make sure she does!”

Alvin couldn’t help but resent Aubree-she was a victim too, but if his parents hadn’t risked their lives to save her, they wouldn’t have died. Not treating her like one of those human traffickers was already the most significant concession he could make. Alvin bitterly thought, ‘If that girl’s life hadn’t come at the cost of my parents’ lives, I wouldn’t have shown her any mercy either!’

spoke any further, Alvin would realize the person in question was Aubree. Reluctantly, he decided to hold back. ‘I’ll just have to play it

reverting to his usual teasing demeanor. “You cheeky brat, lecturing your

change faster than the weather!’ Alvin pouted as he rubbed

hand, while Ethan and Samson were busy putting up tinsel on the Christmas tree. Enrique gestured for Bowen to come over. “Come, walk with me,” he

escaping this, Bowen

aware that Enrique had come to Shiyvania solely to assess Aubree-these past few days had been nothing short of an evaluation. “Dad, just tell me what’s on your mind,”

utterly-devoid of the playful amusement he had displayed towards Aubree.

Bowen corrected

never noticed before that Bowen was… What do kids call it these days? Well, a love-struck fool!’ he thought, a blend of exasperation and

doesn’t have strong feelings for you-not yet, at least. In this relationship, she has the upper hand. And as the head of the family,

we didn’t need political marriages to strengthen our position, and I believed you were

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