The Queen They Buried

Chapter 287

“My goodness! So it was you, Sally. No wonder I’ve seen you with a new phone and all those designer clothes these past couple of days. Your monthly allowance is only a few hundred bucks. Even with the errand money from Natalie, there’s no way you could afford all that!” Karlie covered her mouth in exaggerated shock as she presented more “evidence.”

Aubree watched, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Sally grew even more panicked, giving Aubree a desperate, pleading look. “Aubree, I swear. It wasn’t me! My money has nothing to do with any of this… I mean it!”

Karlie feigned exasperation. “We’re roommates. How could you do something like this? Don’t we all know exactly what’s going on between Bowen and Aubree? What were you thinking, spreading that nonsense?”

The moment those words were spoken, the onlookers‘ eyes flickered with speculation. Whispered murmurs spread through the crowd. “So there is something going on? Could those rumors actually be true?”

Karlie pressed Sally, urging her to apologize to Aubree. With feigned concern, she said, “Aubree, don’t be upset. Maybe Sally was just put up to it by someone else. Why not just forgive her?”

Aubree finally spoke up, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Of course, I’ll forgive her. She hasn’t done anything, has she? Why would I even bother making trouble for her?”

Karlie froze. “Aubree, what do you mean?”

it sounds like,” Aubree said. Without another word, she swung and landed a sharp slap across Karlie’s face. The resounding crack sent a collective shudder through the gawking crowd outside

to those sheltered undergrads, dorm conflicts rarely went beyond shouting matches. Reporting to

Aubree storm in with a bodyguard and

could strike, Zachary stepped in, grabbed her hands,

the girl’s considerable size, hauled her clean off her feet. Zachary released his grip at

Spreading rumors about me? And now framing me, too? Quite the

there.”

by the sudden turn of

in this dorm, you know,” Aubree said, her tone

hard she struggled, she just couldn’t

to let this slide?” Aubree pressed close, her lips nearly touching as she hissed for their ears only, “Why did you

was a

the one who took those photos, huh? Saw something interesting that night? Or is it Bowen you’ve

media. Did you think you could pull this amateurish stunt on me and my team would