The Queen They Buried

Chapter 487

She gave Bowen a quick rundown of her situation.

Bowen: [I’m just nearby for a meeting. I’ll come pick you up–be good and wait for me.]

Now that she was taken care of, Aubree messaged her driver to let him know he didn’t need to come back for her.

Just then, a sharp honk made her look up.

The blaring horn forced her to glance up, and as the car window rolled down, she was surprised to see it was Oliver behind the wheel.

“I’ll give you a ride home,” he said.

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Aubree blinked, wondering if she’d just heard him right. Her gaze drifted instinctively to the back seat. She thought, ‘Wait, wasn’t he supposed to be with Elizabeth?”

“Elizabeth isn’t here. She took another car,” Oliver said.

‘Doesn’t matter if Elizabeth is here or not, there’s no way I’d get in a car with him, Aubree thought.

She took a half–step back. “Thank you for the offer, Mr. Lawson, but I’ll pass. Besides, it really wouldn’t be appropriate for us to ride together.”

an eyebrow, stepping

his, he could make even the plainest suit look sharp and commanding. There was just something about the way he wore it that set him apart

lips. “So, what kind of relationship do you

opposite sides. At the very least, I wouldn’t

this as my way of making it up to

a taxi out here, and it’s so late. Are you really planning to stand around

he just reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward the car without giving

Aubree tried to shake him off. She could usually handle most guys, but up against someone like Oliver, with his military background, she

was making such a fuss. It was just a convenient ride, and with so many people around, he would not

shot out from the side. Its long fingers clamped tightly around

his claim, “Mr. Lawson, she’s my girlfriend. You don’t need

feeling in his hand disappeared all of a sudden. Oliver subconsciously curled his empty palm, and for some

used to have some respect for him, but at that moment, he honestly couldn’t

eyes swept over the two of

but business. After

Aubree leaned on Bowen without a second thought, Oliver gave a short, mocking laugh. “What’s the hurry, Mr. Turner? I was

Miller doesn’t need my help, I won’t butt in,” Oliver

just shrugged

his girlfriend, so what?‘

narrowed his eyes, feeling seriously irritated. He thought, ‘I step away for just a moment, and already those sketchy