The Queen They Buried

Chapter 587

Aubree tried to see who it was, but Trevor noticed and reached over, turning her face back toward him. “Remember, you’re a Wilson.”

His words came out of nowhere, catching her off guard. She watched Trevor’s face, then

Wilson family’s mansion. We don’t have the same last name, and I don’t have any inheritance rights. How am I considered a part of the Wilson farsity

“Trevor, the only person who’d come looking for me this late, see me getting dragged off by you, and then tail you so relentlessly making you pull that expression—has to be Bowen, right? What, are you jealous of him?”

Trevor’s expression faltered for a split second, but then he just shrugged and smiled. “What’s there about him for me to be jealous off”

Aubree pointed at herself. “Me.”

“Trevor, you’re the third son in the family. You have two outstanding older brothers, and aside from your good looks, you can’t measure up to Bryan and the others when it comes to talent. So, compared to them, you weren’t held in high regard,” Aubree said.

granted. Then, when you grew up and entered showbiz, people tried to butter you up because of your status, but you never got any real sincerity from anyone, not even from

aside like it was

give him is completely different from what I ever gave anyone in the Wilson family.

deepest desires and wounds were ripped open by Aubree’s words, and he couldn’t help but lower his

say, there’s no way I’m

go,” Trevor said.

it off. Now that she knew Bowen was tailing them, she could

tall guy who takes the fall first?‘ she thought. ‘Bowen is so much taller

word for the rest of

family’s mansion, the butler had just gotten off the phone with Trevor. Every time Trevor specifically asked if Carmen

upstairs and knocked on Carmen’s door. “Miss Wilson, Mr. Trevor Wilson just called.

the whole ride with her eyes closed, pretending to nap, but she could tell when the car finally came to

of the car, Aubree kept her face cold and expressionless as she spoke. “We’re already here. It’s not like I can run off now,

course. You’re coming home, not

gripped Aubree’s hand firmly.