The Queen They Buried

Chapter 275

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Bowen’s gaze grew somber as he looked at Alvin, unable to help but feel a pang of guilt. Alvin was just clever. If given too many details about the matter, he would surely trace it back to Bree. All Bowen could do was keep the truth from him and only share the outcome.

“Alvin, I’ll handle this for you and let you know the outcome. For now, just focus on your studies and pursue what makes you happy

“No, that’s not enough,” Alvin insisted, his gaze locked on Bowen. “I want the whole truth about what happened that year, and I want every single person involved to answer to what they did to my parents!”

Bowen’s heart clenched. Before he could respond, Alvin, reining in his anger, pulled a stack of photos from his pocket and thrust them at Bowen. “I wasn’t snooping on purpose. Your drawer was ajar, and the photos were right there. I just saw them.”

Bowen looked over to see Alvin holding about five or six photos, all featuring the same girl, from when she was eight or nine with twin braids, to fifteen or sixteen in a school uniform with her hair in a high ponytail.

“This is Aubree,” Alvin stated, his gaze fixed on him.

“I remember when you were sixteen, something got into you and you told Grandpa you wanted to sponsor a child from an orphanage. You were precocious and intelligent, having skipped grades to study in Odionland. You had Grandpa send a few hundred dollars to the orphanage every month, and the orphanage would send a letter back every year.

There are so many orphans in the world, and there are a lot of orphanages in Rithol City. I never connected the dots before, but now it’s clear. Mary Quinn’s surname is Quinn, so Mr. Quinn must be you, right?”

a photo to send to Bowen. When Bowen was abroad, the butler at the family residence would

just taken the photos out to look at them again, lost in thought and unaware that he’d left the

surname back then, not out of any special attachment to his mother, but simply because

Bowen said, rubbing

he finally pieced it all together. No

of blindly meddling in their relationship. But since he considered

“Keep me posted if there’s

he was too exhilarated

from a deep sleep, assumed it must be urgent. He quickly answered, his voice thick with

I’ve got a girlfriend now,”

processed it slowly, a silent question mark forming in his mind. “Bowen Turner,

call was hung up on him, but Bowen simply chalked it up to Mark’s jealousy. With a smirk, he thought, ‘Guess he’s just

was just getting started for

with a call this late. Don’t tell me you got your heart broken and need

even said anything yet. How

Ollie said, “Wait, what?”

“No way, Aubree said