The Queen They Buried

Chapter 341

Alvin, who was worried, let out a slow sigh of relief, and a faint smile graced his lips.

Bowen’s eyes crinkled with delight as he thought, ‘Well done!”

Aubree smiled at Alice. Instinctively. Alice stumbled back two steps. To her, it was as if the Grim Reaper himself had smiled at her, scythe in hand, ready to claim her life.

Alice broke out in a cold sweat.

Carmen’s face turned deathly pale. No one had announced the results, but she knew beyond doubt that she had lost.

Stan’s words were truly an understatement. Aubree’s painting wasn’t just exhibition–worthy; it was more than qualified to be put up for auction.

Percival’s lips trembled as he thought, ‘Did she really paint this? An eighteen–year–old girl? If she can create such a masterpiece at her age, then what does my decades–long career amount to?‘

Aubree smiled as she held out the painting. “Ms. Diamonde, do you like this painting that I gave you?”

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she took the painting, smearing wet paint across her fingers. Sharp–eyed onlookers gasped in

gaze, Alice shuddered violently. With a sudden, forceful rip, she tore the painting to shreds. “You won’t

If she didn’t want it, she could have given it to

the setting, he would have physically intervened to stop such a

Stan’s admiration for Aubree is just about her talent, I’d be itching to

tore up the painting, but Aubree just shrugged, saying nonchalantly, “The facts speak for

this round,

hands ruined for life. Just wait, I’ll make sure every one of you pays the

Alice’s face grew a shade paler. Aubree leaned in and whispered the chilling words right in

Trevor? Bryan? Your

glared at Aubree, her hatred so intense it looked like she wanted to tear Aubree limb from limb. “Why did you have

an enemy? Didn’t

more, Ronald quickly stepped forward and pulled her

they thought, ‘Oh, right, Alice has a mental illness. Looks

so–called testimonies from the Wilson family earlier must have been