The Queen They Buried

Chapter 601

If he’d known it would turn out like this, he would’ve swapped with Turner and just waited in the car himself.

After the flower presentation, it was time to take a photo together.

Bowen didn’t do anything until the entire event had finished.

“You did a great job,” the teacher said with a warm smile, shaking Aubree’s hand. “Having someone as talented as you is truly a blessing for Rithol University.”

She chuckled, “With your current status, I honestly don’t know whether to call you Ms. Miller or just address you as a student.”

Aubree returned the smile politely. “No matter what happens in the future, I’ll always be a student of Rithol University. If you start calling me Ms. Miller, I’ll really feel nervous.”

After a few more words, the teacher shot a meaningful glance at Oliver, who was still waiting nearby, and grinned. “Alright, I won’t keep you any longer. Looks like you’ve got something else going on.”

With that, the teacher gathered up the other students who were still finishing up and led them away.

“Aubree…I heard everyone calling you that. Mind if I call you that too?” Oliver asked.

shot back, rolling her eyes the moment

he had promised. She could not wait to shake off Oliver as soon as

didn’t mind her cold attitude at all. It was what made it fun

about we grab dinner later?” Oliver asked, acting like he didn’t even notice her rejection and just kept

not even catching what he’d just said. Her

her annoyance instantly flipped to

took you so long,

icy look in his eyes finally thawed a bit. Hearing her complaint, he lifted his hands in a helpless gesture, surrendering. “My bad. Some last–minute stuff came up at the meeting and

of my girlfriend.

naturally moved to Aubree’s side and slipped an arm around her waist, staking his claim without saying

the slightest bit rattled by Bowen’s arrival. He even put on a mock–serious

Bowen’s brow creased slightly.

Lawson, are you aware that making a show of affection toward

I don’t see anything wrong with that,” Oliver scoffed. “Or is it that you’re not confident in yourself, Mr.

giving Oliver a once–over with a look that was downright picky. “I can’t speak for everyone else, but standing in front of you, Mr. Lawson, I think I can muster up at least a little

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