Chapter 298
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Once they were gone, the party hall erupted into a flurry of heated discussions.
A guest said, “I thought Ms. Miller looked familiar before, but after what Mr. Carr said… she does resemble her…”
Another guest scoffed, “Resembles who? Aubree’s way prettier than that woman. If anything, it’s that woman who looks like her.”
A guest whispered, “Wait, so Bowen and Kurtis had a falling out over a woman back then?”
Another guest chimed in, “That’s not how it was. I heard they were just business partners. As for Cordelia Vought, wasn’t it all just a one–sided crush on her part?”
“Oh, who cares what kind of status Cordelia had? She was Mr. Carr’s sweetheart. Does anything else even matter? Haven’t you noticed? Over the past few years, anyone who even slightly resembles her has been given a big break.”
Aubree trailed behind, her mind racing. From what Kurtis had just said, it wasn’t hard to figure out she resembled someone, and that person seemed to be at the center of a falling–out between Bowen and Kurtis.
So…
Aubree narrowed her eyes. Was Bowen’s inexplicable kindness to me from the beginning because of this?‘
“The classic stand–in trope?”
A cold, mocking laugh echoed in her mind as her gaze on Bowen’s back turned sharp and dangerous. ‘You’d better not be playing this game with me, Bowen. Otherwise… just try me!
Bowen’s eyelid twitched inexplicably, a wave of unease washing over him.
“Word around Rithol City is that Ms. Miller’s success is all thanks to you, Mr. Turner, the most successful investor. Am I wrong?” said Kurtis.
Kurtis flashed a smile. Had it not been for the biting sarcasm lacing his words, one might almost think he was genuinely praising them both.
“I’ve got great taste,” Bowen replied with a confident grin, accepting the compliment without hesitation.
Aubree rolled her eyes. ‘Please, that was all me.’
They entered the private room. As the door closed, Bowen paused mid–step. “Oh, right, I haven’t properly introduced you to Mr. Carr yet.”
“This is Aubree Miller, founder of Bree Technology and my girlfriend.”
Bowen looked genuinely confused and asked, “Who’s Cordelia?”
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