The Queen They Buried

Chapter 492

Bowen stared at Aubree, who was clutching her wine glass and refusing to let go. He curved his lips into a smile and set his glass of red wine aside. “You’re drunk.”

When Aubree got drunk, she turned into a completely different person from her usual self.

Normally, she was sharp and sensible, but once she had a few drinks, she became clingy, unreasonable, and all her intelligence just flew out the window.

“No, I’m not drunk,” Aubree mumbled, pursing her lips.

She thought, ‘Bowen is the absolute worst. He is smiling at me like that, but he is not letting me drink and still grinning. What’s so funny? He is so annoying.

Aubree smacked Bowen right across the face, glaring at him fiercely. “Don’t laugh!”

Bowen was taken aback. The slap wasn’t hard enough to hurt, but he hadn’t expected Aubree to be so cute when she was drunk.

He let out a muffled laugh, barely managing to stop himself under Aubree’s “threatening” glare.

Bree, do you want a drink?” Bowen coaxed softly.

“Yeah,” Aubree answered right away.

“Only good girls get to drink,” Bowen said.

Aubree instantly sat up straight, chin lifted, her whole face saying, “I’m being good!”

being good or not, that’s for me to decide,” Bowen said while

ever since he picked up Bree was

for a moment as she wondered, ‘Why does

as quickly as it came. She answered

question,” Bowen said while his eyes darkened with a dangerous glint, “Do you

investment meeting, his dislike for Oliver had hit its peak. Then, in the days that followed, it was like everything

was so angry these past few days that he could probably set someone

drunken mind was running slow. She had to think for a while before she could even

wrinkled her

Bowen couldn’t

guy in front of her was

suddenly darkened. ‘Oliver? Does she actually like Oliver more?‘ he thought,

is so annoying,” Aubree muttered,

about to erupt, was instantly

alone. It’s driving me crazy. Next time I see him, I’m bringing extra bodyguards and telling them he’s harassing me, so they can rough him up,”

couldn’t help but

what about

“He’s a

really good–looking jerk who’s

up. Is he

himself back anymore and swooped in to