The Queen They Buried

Chapter 324

At first glance, it looked as if someone had spilled a bucket of red paint all over the room. Blinding red filled every corner. A thick layer of rose petals carpeted the entire floor. In the center lay the tackiest gesture of all, in the form of a giant heart shape meticulously arranged from whole

roses.

There were also scented red candles and ambient mood lighting. Not a single détail was spared.

This room would put even the most extravagant honeymoon suite to shame. Aubree’s heart shuddered as she recalled how Ollie had repeatedly urged her to come back and open his gift here.

“No way Ollie did all this?” Aubree whispered.

Bowen’s face clouded over. He told Ollie to make the room romantic but not turn it into some sleazy, over–the–top bordello! And the whole thing was so tasteless too!

He wondered how Ollie managed to stay in the jewelry business with such bad taste…

He closed his eyes briefly. Changing room was definitely out of the question now. They would just have to make do with this room.

“Ollie’s taste is truly special. Stay away from him in the future,” Bowen advised.

a rest first. I’ll go shower,” he

headed for the bathroom. The moment he opened the door, neon lights flickered to life like some cheap nightclub, and

Bowen’s temple as he cursed under

she tensed up somewhat earlier, Aubree felt totally at ease now as she collapsed onto the bed and doubled over with laughter. “This

never opened a love motel. He’d be rolling in cash!”

wouldn’t even last three

ridiculous setup in the bathroom, Bowen gritted his teeth and stepped

sat up. As she hugged a pillow to her chest, her ears began turning red. She was nervous but also looking

on the gift boxes on the coffee table, in particular the largest one from Ollie. Curiosity got the better of her,

instant. She gingerly picked up

racy lingerie set. Notwithstanding the fact that there was barely any fabric, it even had strategic cutouts in all the critical

Underneath the lingerie were several “toys.” She stood frozen in shock. Ollie had always seemed a bit lewd, but she never imagined

flung the outfit back as if her fingers had been burned. She then

Bowen called out

absent–mindedly,

forgot my bathrobe. Can you get it

the wardrobe. As the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, she knocked on the bathroom door to hand over the bathrobe without thinking too much. Little did she know, Bowen didn’t close the door securely when he went in. The moment her