The Queen They Buried

Chapter 256

“That rascal Bowen–he’s still young, but honestly, he acts even more rigid than I do! I try to set him up on blind dates, but he refuses to go. For a while, I even started to wonder if he might be asexual!”

“That’s impossible!” Aubree instantly blurted out. “Bowen is perfectly normal!”

“Oh? Aubree, dear, how can you be so sure?” Enrique chuckled with a knowing smile.

Aubree instantly flushed with embarrassment. “Well, it’s just a feeling, you know? Someone as impressive as Bowen–there’s no way he could be…

“How could I possibly say I’ve… experienced it firsthand?” Aubree thought.

A knowing twinkle danced in Enrique’s eyes, but he did not press further. “Come on, take a look at these photos and help me pick someone out.”

Aubree lowered her head and began examining the photos seriously. There were seven or eight of them–all jaw–droppingly gorgeous. Bowen certainly was not lacking in options.

Enrique picked one out. “How about this one? Comes from a family of scholars. I know her grandfather–he is a calligrapher. The girl is well- mannered and talented.”

The young woman in the photo had long, straight black hair and wore silver–rimmed glasses. Even through the picture, she radiated an air of quiet intelligence.

“She’s really pretty,” Aubree agreed with a nod.

of a woman who looked

“Oh? So you think Bowen

in. “What are you two talking about?” he asked, glancing

quick steps, giving them no chance to hide what they were doing. His eyes narrowed at the sight

wider grin. “Just picking out some potential

back at him with a sugary smile.

darkened slightly. A sneer tugged at his lips. This little minx

wavering. Meanwhile, Enrique watched with undisguised glee, clearly relishing

really? And just who did you

up two photos. “This one’s my choice. And this lovely young

lowered her head, not daring to meet Bowen’s

let his gaze linger on the

a meeting for you guys to meet.” With that, Enrique stood up briskly–completely abandoning

her feet as well. “Let me walk

and pulled her back. “Not so fast. Let’s have

leaving Aubree mid–reach, her hand dangling uselessly in the air. One would hardly believe Enrique was

nervous laugh. “Uh, Bowen…

at her with a piercing

“Bro? Now that’s