The Queen They Buried

Chapter 457

Aubree and Birgitte were not only superior and subordinate, but also friends. Outside of work, they would occasionally joke around with each other.

“So, how’s it going with you and Hugo after the Moore family’s birthday party in Rithol City?” Aubree asked, a teasing glint in her eye.

Birgitte paused for a moment before replying, “Well, both Hugo and Grace returned to Südlichen Strand and continued working, Grace remained the same as ever. I thought after everything Hugo had done, he’d finally be more decisive with her.”Birgitte Cherniavsky

Aubree’s playful expression faded. “He still can’t turn Grace down,” she said.

“Turn down” here referred to how Grace had constantly found excuses and reasons to plead for Hugo’s help. Even though he knew perfectly well that these were likely just excuses for her to get close to him, he still found it hard to say no and ended up leaving everything behind to go to her

It has nothing to do with love; he simply can’t let go of his sense of responsibility, Birgitte thought.

“He has a tremendous sense of responsibility,” Birgitte said. ‘I don’t blame him. Everyone has their own personality. Wasn’t it that very same sense of responsibility that first drew me to hirn?‘ she thought.

Birgitte smiled with relief and said, “Let it be.”

As they chatted and walked toward the restaurant, something unexpected happened just as they were about to enter.

hurled a bottle straight at Birgitte’s face and shouted.

critical moment, someone rushed in from the side and shouted, shielding Birgitte in his arms and

pungent, corrosive smell filled the

Patrick’s mouth. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his entire body trembled from the pain. Yet he held

back corroded, and blood soaked through his clothes. “Ms. Cherniavsky, are you okay?” Patrick forced out through gritted teeth, his words, despite the pain, still full of

911, quick!”

it and kicked the middle–aged man to the ground. She was no longer that scrawny, helpless

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the dangers she had been through and the professional training she had received, taking down an untrained grown man was a piece of cake

her face icy cold.

can steal Hugo from our Grace? What a slut! She’s got herself a new guy to play hero for

his face twisted with rage, his voice completely deranged.

the man broke free from her grasp. Fortunately, the police arrived just in time and subdued him. The sharp wail of sirens rang out as the ambulance followed closely

with the investigation. With all the key figures of the incident gone,

from Bree Technology, Ms. Cherniavsky and Ms. Miller? What the heck just

by the name of Grace. Is he

got to do with all this?” someone