The Queen They Buried

Chapter 395

Hugo was the cop who handled her case. After they got to know each other, they actually got along pretty well and eventually became friends. Birgitte didn’t deny she liked him, but trying to explain that to Grace was pointless.

“Ms. Miller, let’s go,” Birgitte said, turning to Aubree.

The painting was already packed up, and with her business done, Birgitte had zero interest in hanging around this place any longer.

Grace’s face was already swelling from the slap. She touched her check, her anger flaring even hotter. Suddenly, she grabbed Birgitte. “What’s the rush? Trying to run because I hit a sore spot?

“You’re not going anywhere. Unless you call Hugo right now and tell him you’re cutting all ties with him, I won’t let you go!”

“Grace!” Birgitte frowned, her patience wearing thin.

She was worried that if Grace lost control, she might cause a scene. Birgitte didn’t care about it, but she didn’t want Aubree to get dragged into it.

“You have no right to interfere in my personal business,” Birgitte said firmly.

Seeing that Grace was starting to go overboard and worried things might get out of hand, Elizabeth finally spoke up. “Ms. Miller, she’s just a kid. Is it really worth making such a big deal out of this?”

of the four of us, I’m the only one who’s nineteen–so if anyone here counts as a kid, it’s me,” Aubree said with

the group, and even she was not playing the childish card. She didn’t think Grace could use that as an

for a second. She hadn’t expected Aubree to

about everything, why not just call Hugo and clear things up?

if they didn’t find a way to deal with Grace, there was no way they’d

panic. She knew deep down that Hugo didn’t actually like her. In fact, he was probably getting sick

him now, will he think I’m being childish and end up hating me even

With her presense, she felt that Hugo would

look and felt a bit more confident. That’s right! Even if I’m not better than Birgitte at anything, just having the

are both high

just a nice guy; he only pities you. Don’t take it so

little dignity? No need to

even bother listening–she was already dialing the

**

generation, Bowen’s older brother had gone into government service.

was gone now, the

Bowen was with Enrique, and the two families were having