The Queen They Buried

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He tried to get up, but the pain from Bowen’s earlier blows was already drilling into his bones. After what Josephine just did, it was a miracle he was even conscious, and one had to give it to him for still being awake

He was about to call out, but the second Bowen shot him a look, he instantly clammed up, not daring to make a sound.

He had no idea if his dad could actually save him once he got inside, but one thing was crystal clear–if these three wanted, they could totally take him out before his old man even set foot in the room.

“Should we open the door?” Aubree glanced at Bowen and murmured.

They had nothing to be afraid of, and the only one who really had to worry was Josephine.

Josephine had already steeled herself before she made her move, fully prepared for the village chief’s family to come after her. She just hadn’t expected them to show up this fast.

“Open the door. It’s fine. Just say I did everything,” she said firmly.

She gave Samuel a cold stare and reiterated, “He knows he can’t mess with you, and he wouldn’t dare try anything against you.”

Aubree smiled, having already decided to see this through with Josephine. “Don’t worry. I’ve got your back,” she reassured.

son settled in Rithol City. By then, even if the Frager family wanted to

so young, and figured Aubree must

a sheltered girl who’d never known real hardship, Josephone glanced at Bowen

for anyone to tell her not to be afraid or to offer help. A warmth

years.

and a

fact, he was even a bit shorter than Samuel. His eyes were full of scheming

him stood a blond

the two of them stepped inside, the door was shut

name plenty of times, this was

tense.

briefly on Aubree and Bowen,

the ground. When he noticed Samuel’s pained movements, a flash of anger crossed his eyes, but he just looked away, clearly not planning to help his son at

useless son didn’t show up for work today,

mess is my son’s doing. Our family owes you

him into the primary school in town, and we’ll cover all the tuition fees. Let’s just pretend none of this ever happened. How does that

the most worthless out of all three. I’m getting old, and my older two sons are never home. Only this one sticks around to look after me. I’m still counting on him to take care

Josephine wanted to

say,