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.”

eyebrow, stepping out of the car with a casual

plainest suit look sharp and commanding. There was just

smirk on his lips. “So, what kind of relationship do you think we

the very least, I wouldn’t

take 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 for the next

Aubree could protest, he just reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward the

usually handle most guys, but up against

anything to you…” Oliver couldn’t understand why Aubree was making such a fuss. It

the side. Its long fingers clamped tightly around his

into his arms, declaring his claim, “Mr. Lawson, she’s my girlfriend. You

all of a sudden. Oliver subconsciously curled his empty palm, and for some reason, he found himself

Rithol City, Oliver had already heard a lot about Bowen. He used to have some respect for him,

eyes swept over the two of them as he

nothing between them but business. After all, Bowen hadn’t even bothered to show

without a second thought, Oliver gave a short, mocking laugh. “What’s the hurry, Mr. Turner? I was just being

Miller doesn’t need my help, I

argue further, just shrugged and turned

just his girlfriend, so what?‘ Oliver scoffed

thought, ‘I step away for just a moment, and already those sketchy guys are eyeing my