Chapter 157
Emery’s gaze lingered on Aubree at the front of the team. “She’s truly exceptional now he thought.
Another few days passed, and Aubree remained as quiet as ever
Bowen finally couldn’t take it anymore. He called it a day early. “To fithol High School,” he ordered
Both Ethan and Samson in the front seats, and Kelvin in the back, immediately snapped their attention to Bowen,
Needless to say about the two in front. Behind his glasses, Kelvin’s eyes sparkled with an excitement he couldn’t quite name. it’s finally happening, Mr. Turner is finally making his move, he thought.
Despite being an elite executive assistant, Kelvin has his hobbies, like devouring bossy CEO romance web novel.
“As Mr. Turner’s elite executive assistant, I’ve got to be his ultimate wingman in love–helping him win over Miss Miller is my top priority: Kelvin thought to himself
“Mr. Turner, are we really going empty–handed?” Kelvin was practically tearing his hair out. “It’s freezing out. How about we grab some coffee to warn her hands?”
“After all this time apart, and Mr. Turner’s just going to show up empty handed? Kelvin wondered.
Ethan and Samson chimed in, “Actually, always eat it himsellTM
a small cake would work too. Don’t all girls love disserts? Even if Miss Miller doesn’t wantit, Mr. Turner, you can
They grinned, clearly giving him an out–he could always say it was for himself if things got awkward
“It’s really handy for them that Mr. Turner has a sweet tooth, they wondered.
Bowen’s face twitched as he caught on to what they were insinuating Sure, he was going to Rithal High School for that reason but they really had to spell it out, which embarrassed him slightly
Through gritted teeth, Bowen snapped coldly,” you want to work overtime, just say so. No need to beat around the bush.”
Ethan, Samson, and Kelvin immediately shut their mouths in unison,
“I’m just picking up Alvin from school,” Bowen muttered. “Dad’s been missing his p
Bowen insisted defensively, putting on a tough front
The three exchanged knowing glances and chimed in unison, “Oh, right, I see”
None of them bothered to ask what Bowen was really there for
s grandson.”
“Besides, doesn’t Alvin already have his own driver? Aren’t Simon and Sebastian specifically assigned to him? they wondered.
ey saw right through him, but wisely kept quiet everyone was in on it
They s
His ears burning red, Bowen finally relented and fold Ethan to drive to Rithol High School
They arrived just in time for Rithol High School’s dismissal Since Aubree didn’t stay for evening study sessions, she usually exited through the main gata.
With the car parked by the roadside, Bowen had the perfect vantage point to watch for her from imide
Aubree slung her backpack over one shoulder and blended into the stream of students leaving Richol High School Every so often, the glanced around, as
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if searching for someone in particular
“Mr. Turner, Miss Miller’s out.” The three of them were practically buzzing with excitement, all craning their necks to peer outside–way more worked up
than Bowen.
“So what if she’s out? What’s got you
ou all so worked up?” Bowen said dismissively, though his previously upright posture had already shitted toward the
window.
Just as he was about to roll it down, his brows suddenly furrowed. “Wait? Who’s that?”
Kelvin was still puzzled when he glanced over–his face darkened instantly. “Who is that boy?”
Ethan scoffed, “He looks like nothing but trouble.”
“He’s no match for Mr. Turner, Samson concluded.
Bowen remained silent, but the storm brewing in his eyes betrayed his foul mood
As for Bowen’s earlier excuse about picking up Alvin, well, Alvin had already left in the family car. Not that anyone cared.
Aubree walked up to a guy with a bright smile. He had a black backpack slung over his shoulder and was dressed casually, looking just like a typical college student.
He looked pretty young and was quite good–looking–not on the same level as Bowen or Alvin’s god–tier handsomeness, but still, definitely what one would call a handsome guy.
Kelvin, studying their expressions and Ep movements, guessed, “Miss Miller must know this guy–they seem pretty close.”
Kelvin couldn’t tell what they were chatting about, but one thing was clear–Miss Miller was absolutely beaming
Bowen’s face darkened.
