The Queen They Buried

Chapter 265

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In the grand auditorium, Aubree stood at center stage. The front row was packed with school and education officials. Of course, Bowen, whose exceptionally dazzling smile stood out.

Aubree’s gaze swept past Bowen, and she flashed him a toothy, defiant grin.

With a slight lift of her gaze, Aubree took in the scene. Aside from the officials, the rest of the attendees included students‘ parents, the press corps, and, of course, the entire Wilson family.

Every single member of the Wilson family was present, except for Emery, who was serving time. Even Trevor had shown up, fully disguised and tucked away in the farthest corner.

Aubree coldly thought, ‘Perfect. They’re all here.‘

A cold glint flashed in Aubree’s eyes as she thought again, ‘Since they’re so eager to hear, I’ll make sure they get an earful!‘

the reporters below couldn’t

Compared to those, Aubree had an even more attention–grabbing identity: the disowned

“Compared to that

audience erupted in

cursing the Wilson

attacked me both openly and behind the scenes. I gave as good as I got. So I despise any identity linked to the Wilson family, and I certainly don’t see myself as one of them. I went missing at five and didn’t return to the Wilson family until

wiped out by the time I was five. After they were all gone, I grew up in an orphanage. It was Mr. Quinn who sponsored me so that I could eat, have

this favor: from now on, in any stories about me, please leave

tone laced with just the right amount

words, the crowd erupted

her tone remained outwardly calm, every

utter loathing for the Wilson family. That nonsense about “leaving each other alone“? Bullshit. She was the avenging fury returned to claim their lives.

i

clear line. She had no connection to the Wilson family, and for better or worse, neither

it off, they decided to do her the favor and quickly moved on to other