The Queen They Buried

Chapter 276

The next day, Bowen took Aubree and Alvin to Rithol University to get them registered for the new semester.

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Alvin wasn’t staying in the dorms, and Aubree had quite a bit of luggage. Bowen, keenly aware of his dual role as both the boss and an elder, wasted no time directing Ethan, Samson, and Alvin to haul everything.

Ethan had just returned from Yastraria. He’d never been tanned to begin with, but now the sun in Yastraria had roasted him to a crisp.

Anyone registering at Rithol University was greeted by an unforgettable sight: a sun–darkened, burly man hauling two ultra–girly pink duvets, while another burly guy and a cool, aloof young man beside him were also loaded down with equally pastel–colored items.

The scene? Absolutely priceless.

Samson hung his head low, his voice full of disgust. “Ethan, I gotta stay away from you. This is just humiliating.”

Ethan’s eye twitched. “You think hugging that pink stuffed cat makes you look any better? I haven’t even called you a sissy yet.”

Aubree carried her backpack and trailed behind, grinning from ear to ear with her pearly whites on full display. ‘I’ve got to snap a pic of this for the memories,‘ she thought, pulling out her phone.

classes starting tomorrow, all of Aubree’s roommates arrived

and exuding elegance. One leg crossed as she chatted away on her phone. Aubree figured she

as one, their eyes doing a double–take, first in surprise, then

knew from Karlie that their last roommate was

she spotted Aubree with the younger Alvin and

but before she could even finish a sentence with Aubree, she immediately flashed a dazzling smile at

a brief nod in greeting, while Bowen resumed his practiced facade of polite detachment, responding with

her eyes darting nervously. Each time she dared to glance up, her

With practiced ease, he casually asked them to “look out for Aubree a bit“, while conveniently adding all three to his contacts. “Just report directly to me if anything comes

like they should go to him if anything comes up, but let’s be real. He just

in the second week of the semester. Aubree was staying in the dorms, though her three roommates each had distinct personalities. They got

came from modest means and was rather introverted

was comfortably well–off. She was outgoing and

her every gesture exuding an air of superiority. In the dorm, only

of the semester, Aubree went straight to her counselor to explain her situation. “My company is still in its growth phase, so business trips are inevitable for me,” she explained. “Constantly

thought to herself, ‘It would be a

to your professors. As long as you don’t fail any