The Queen They Buried (by Wynter Vans) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255

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Aubree sat for the math exam in the afternoon, followed by science and Odionlandian. Aside from Odionlandian, which remained her weakest subject, the rest were a breeze for Aubree. She finished early and left the exam room ahead of time each day.

After the first morning, Aubree did not see the Wilson family again. True to his word, Bowen was there after every exam, waiting outside the building with a bouquet of flowers to congratulate her on completing each subject.

Unbeknownst to Aubree, Bowen had been even busier than the exam–takers these past two days. After Bowen dropped Alvin off at the exam venue, he would rush over to pick Aubree up, and after that, he would hurry back to fetch Alvin–shuttling back and forth between the two like a full–time chauffeur.

Even Ethan and Samson, who followed him around every day, could not help but grumble–these past two days, Bowen had practically turned himself into a full–time chauffeur for Alvin and Aubree.

But truth be told, Bowen did not mind at all–in fact, he was thoroughly enjoying every moment of it.

With the last exam behind her, Aubree allowed herself to finally unwind. Bowen said he would pick Aubree up after the final paper to celebrate the end of the grueling SAT–for both Alvin and her.

But never in her wildest dreams did Aubree expect Bowen to take her to the Turner family residence.

The moment Aubree stepped out of the car and laid eyes on the sprawling estate before her–a classic manor so vast that people drove around within its grounds her eyes widened in shock. ‘Is this for real?‘ she thought.

“My father wants you to come over for dinner. He hasn’t seen you since Christmas, so he misses you,” Bowen said.

Aubree was both flattered and a little overwhelmed–she never expected someone of Enrique’s stature would actually remember her. “I just hope I’m not being a bother,” she said modestly.

“Nonsense, Aubree! My own son and grandson are always missing in action–they can’t be bothered to spend time with an old man like me. You’re the only one who still gives me the time of day.”

Enrique beamed, his eyes crinkling with delight as he came out to greet them. Taking Aubree by the hand, he ushered her inside. “The housekeeper’s cooked up a feast–we’ve all been waiting for you two to get back!”

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