Aubree showed Alvin the invitation message she had received.
“She’s definitely up to no good,” Alvin said at once.
“She invited you too?”
“I got the invitation ages ago. Carmen’s pretty sneaky. She made use of Irvin to invite me.” Alvin frowned at the recollection. Irvin seemed so decent. He couldn’t understand how Irvin ended up hanging out with someone like Carmen. The more he thought, the angrier he became.
Aubree also wondered out loud with knitted brows, “What exactly is Carmen planning?”
“I heard the Wilson family and Percival Xaver organized this art exhibition for Carmen mainly to whitewash her plagiarism scandals. Otherwise, people would just keep bringing it up,” Alvin explained.
Aubree was stupefied. “What? Do they own a paint factory? They think they can just whitewash anything?” Even when the offense had been thoroughly investigated and verified, they still believed it could be whitewashed?
Alvin shrugged. “Who knows? She invited you, but she’s probably just trying to capitalize on your clout. It’s best if you don’t go.”
Aubree glanced at the message again. Then she finally chuckled to herself. “That only makes me want to check it out even more.” If need be, she might even stir up a little trouble for Carmen.
She would never allow Carmen to achieve the same success she had in Aubree’s previous life. She did not deserve it.
Aubree put away her phone. When Alvin saw that she was determined to go, he wondered whether he should tag along.
“By the way, weren’t you still busy investigating that matter? Any progress? Need my help?” Aubree asked.
Alvin smiled at her query. “Almost there.”
Previously, at the hot spring resort, Alvin found out from Mark King, who told him that the murderer of his parents was likely in Rithol City. Furthermore, Mark’s men had also discovered that the little girl his parents saved had ended up in an orphanage, and that orphanage was also in Rithol City. And there was more.
A chilling laugh that sent shivers down one’s spine escaped Alvin’s lips. “And coincidentally, all the suspects may be in Rithol City right now.”
Aubree didn’t know why, but under Alvin’s piercing gaze, an inexplicable panic seized her. Forcing a smile, she managed to say, “Well…congratulations then.”
“Once I get to the bottom of this, we can have a celebratory meal. My treat.” Alvin offered generously.
“Sure, thanks.”
The two exchanged a knowing smile.
Aubree didn’t give much thought to Carmen’s message. She might drop by just for the fun of it if she remembered. But if she was busy, she wouldn’t go since it wasn’t a priority anyway.
When Aubree came into this life, she saw Carmen Wilson as her greatest enemy. Getting revenge on Carmen was the only thing that kept her going. Now that she had grown up and seen more of the world, her desire for revenge had not changed, but its priority had changed.
Revenge was still a must, and everyone in the Wilson family would get what they deserved. But her life no longer revolved around vengeance.
Now that she had a thriving career, it was time for her to live the life she never had in her previous life and make up for her regrets.
Due to the time spent in Kroit City and Südlichen Strand, Aubree had missed quite a few classes. She was determined to catch up. After all, her professors already granted her certain exemptions. She had no excuse to fail her courses now.
12
Chapter 827
However, Aubree didn’t realize just how badly Carmen wanted her to come to her art exhibition.
That afternoon, Carmen showed up at the entrance of Rithol University.
A hunched–back girl called Lilia Farnell ushered Carmen through the campus gates and murmured respectfully. “Ms. Wilson, Aubree Miller is having lunch at Cafeteria A this afternoon.”
Carmen hadn’t heard back from Aubree. With no guarantee that Aubree would show up at her exhibition, she decided to deliver the invitation in person.
Of course, Carmen knew full well how things stood between her and Aubree Miller. Even if she went in person and begged on her knees, Aubree might not agree to go.
“Have you found the people I tasked you to find?” Carmen asked haughtily.
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