The Queen They Buried

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“How’s my dad doing?” Bowen asked as he handed his things to Samson while walking out of the airport.

Last night, he had received a call from the butler at the family estate, saying that his father, Enrique, had twisted his ankle and fallen down the stairs.

Despite his age, Enrique didn’t want to trouble anyone and had told the butler not to inform them, thinking it was a minor incident that would resolve once his ankle healed.

But the butler, who was concerned about the situation, had secretly called Bowen.

Upon receiving the news, Bowen had caught a flight back overnight

“The initial checkup at the hospital didn’t find anything serious. Mr. Turner is fine. He just suffered a light fall and a sprained ankle. Nothing else seems wrong for now, but they’ll need to run some more tests,” Samson replied.

Bowen let out a sigh of relief.

“Did Kelvin get everything I asked him to organize while I was away?” he asked.

he got everything ready ahead of time. It’s all

intended to let Alvin get away with everything. Dealing with Alvin was easy for him; the real problem

would cross the line, so Enrique would be the one to

soon arrived

by Enrique’s booming voice, “I’m fine, aren’t I? Why can’t I

Until all your test results are back, none of us dare let you leave the hospital,” the

after you

the nurses a hard

his youngest son, he felt a flicker of guilt. He quickly thought, ‘Didn’t

and snapped, “Who told you about this? Or did you have someone spying on me

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much energy you have to scold people, I’d say you’re doing just fine,” Bowen replied as he pulled up a chair and sat down. The nurse had already left the room

handed Enrique a folder that Kelvin

Enrique asked, looking puzzled as he opened