The Queen They Buried

Chapter 552

Chapter 552

After being chilled in the well, the watermelon was cool, and it quenched their thirst. BecauÃ…

grown here were always sweeter than usual.

As they chatted, they learned that the elder man was Pontus Nelson.

of where Ridgehaven Town was located, the fruits

Pontus seemed to genuinely like Aubree. He cut up the watermelon, grabbed a spoon, and pushed half of it into her hands. He shared, “The watermelon here is super sweet and tasty. Eat as much as you like.”

Aubree didn’t hold back. As she met Pontus’s warm, gentle gaze, she scooped up a big piece and popped it into her mouth, exclaiming, “So sweet!”

Pontus’s smile grew even warmer.

After a few bites, Aubree winked at Bowen.

Catching her cue, he asked, “Mr. Nelson, you mentioned you don’t want to move because you’re worried you won’t get to see your children again, right?”

“That’s part

you just don’t want to move anymore. If I move in with my children, I can tell they don’t really want me there with them. So I’d

he wanted

seemed like Pontus’s situation wasn’t the only problem here, and there were

farmstay resort, and preserved some of the village’s original character? If they let the elderly who really don’t want to leave stay here, keep living their lives, and even have a job, would you be okay with the renovation

who want this land? They’re not looking to build a farmstay resort. They’re businessmen, not here to

raised

things were really like you said, I would be

and still stay here, why wouldn’t I want that?‘ Pontus

say something else, a commotion sounded outside. Aubree glanced over and spotted a white car coming into view. It was not some fancy ride, just an

immediately leaned on his cane and, trembling, struggled to his

does,” Bowen said, confirming

grew even more excited, his hands shaking as he moved forward, but every step was firm and full of purpose. “That’s my

is back?‘ Aubree

but as the car

as she thought, ‘Is this

that he was thinking the same thing

was on his

the door opened. The first person to step out