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.

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

so young, and figured Aubree must be

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

tell her not to be afraid or to offer help. A

years.

open, and a crafty,

tall; in fact, he was even a bit shorter than Samuel. His eyes were full of scheming calculation, and he was always

blond guy with a cocky, streetwise

inside, the door

heard the village chief’s name plenty of times, this was the first time they were actually meeting him. Aubree’s face

tense.

gaze paused briefly on

flash of anger crossed his

sorry about this. I noticed my useless son didn’t show up for work today, so I asked around and found out

son’s doing. Our

I will do you a favor and get him into the primary school in town, and we’ll cover

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 of me in my old age. Josephine, just do me this favor,

Josephine wanted to

say,