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The Queen They Buried

Chapter 292
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Chapter 292

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Aubree had been in high spirits lately as GrabCheap’s development had exceeded expectations. When Ronald

called, she was even amused enough

to humor his nonsense for a while.

“Mr. Wilson, you've got it wrong. Everyone knows I'm an orphan now. Where exactly did the ‘father’ of mine

cfrom?

“I know you have a habit of taking people under your wing, Mr. Wilson, but you can’t just expect everyone to call

you ‘Dad, can you?” Aubree quipped

That was a thinly veiled jab at Ronald.

Ronald felt a pang in his chest. Lately, he and Bryan had been swamped with the East District Project, which had

slowed down their investigation into the past. But he'd just uncovered a disturbing truth. Alice had never wanted

to marry him. Her family had forced her into it against her will.

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His relationship with Alice was nowhere near what it once was. Though neither spoke of it, they were merely

going through the motions, a couple in nonly.

“Aubree, | didn’t call to argue about these things today,” Ronald said, bone-weary. Carmen had been a plague,

tearing apart what was once his happy

home.

Whatever,” Aubree replied dismissively.

Ronald fought the urge to scream in frustration and offered sfatherly advice. “Aubree, about that e-

commerce platform you've been working on. Listen toand quit while you're ahead.”

Aubree arched an eyebrow. “Done with Playzy already? Now you've set your sights on my GrabCheap? Wanna

give it a shot?”

Her words made Ronald painfully aware of his past actions, stirring up guilt and unease within him. ‘Maybe |

deserve that, he admitted to himself, ‘but | truly want what's best for her this time!’

“Aubree, you're too young to get it. E-commerce is a sinking ship these days. You haven't even made back what

you put in, have you? There are so many other things you could do, so why insist on this? Bree Technology's

fortune alone could sustain you for a lifetime. Don’t go gambling away everything you have now.”

With fatherly concern, Ronald pressed on. “Aubree, is Bowen the one behind this project of yours?

“He’s no saint! Did he give you free rein to do this? The market in Stdlichen Strand isn’t easy to crack. Is it him

helping you behind the scenes?”

Ronald still had sharp business instincts. It wasn’t hard for him to figure out who was pulling the strings behind

GrabCheap’s rapid rise. But it only fueled his fury at Bowen's utter lack of decency. ‘To schso meticulously

against a mere teenager, he thought, ‘how utterly ruthless!’

Meanwhile, Aubree was utterly convinced that Ronald must have completely lost his mind.

What's my relationship with Ronald? And what about Bowen?‘ Aubree thought. ‘How brain-dead would | have to

be to trust my sworn enemy, only to stab Bowen, the very person who's been paving the way forall along?‘

“Anything else?” Aubree replied coldly.

Ronald was momentarily stunned into silence. He knew Aubree wasn’t foolish. Even with her prejudice against

him, she should at least reconsider

his words.

A bitter ache surged in his heart. ‘How could I, her father, mean less than soutsider? thought Ronald.

Aubree ignored him. “Ronald,” she declared, her voice laced with cold defiance, “just watch. Watchrise, step

by step, and then watch as | drag you down, piece by piece.”

After hanging up, Ronald gasped for breath and collapsed onto the sofa, staring blankly around him. Once, the

place had been filled with the thoughtful advice of his gentle, devoted wife, his mischievous daughter bouncing

on his knee, and the pride he felt for his son, whom he often praised. Now, looking at the emptiness around him,

it seemed he had nothing left.

It wasn’t just Ronald. Many other companies and investors were eagerly waiting to see Aubree overreach and

embarrass herself.

On the surface, GrabCheap’s numbers looked impressive right now, but at the end of the day, turning a profit

was what mattered. Aubree hadn’t even recouped her initial investment yet, had she?

Knowing the market was already oversaturated, yet she still insisted on forcing her way in. What kind of idiot did

that?

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