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The Queen They Buried

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Chapter 599

Edward caught the meaning behind Bowen's words, and his old face turned red in an instant. “Bowen, don’t try

to change the subject. We're talking about you turning your back on your own family for outsiders!”

“If you can’t keep your personal life and business separate, then you should just step down and let someone

more capable take over. Now! see why you didn’t say a word about Alvin's failure with Ridgehaven Town. It's

because you were covering your own tracks from the start,” Edward accused.

Bowen remained seated at the head of the table, looking up at Edward. Even though Bowen was the one being

questioned, his sharp, commanding presence made the shareholder hesitate. “Alright, then let's talk about it, Mr.

Lane.”

“Business-wise, you all teamed up to pushout of this project. So what's wrong withpushing back against

Alvin? The project’s not even under my nanymore. I'm still the second-largest shareholder in Bree

Technology. If Bree lands the deal, | make even more money Why shouldn’t I do that? On the personal side, it's

my girlfriend on one hand, and my nephew, who's also my competitor, on the other. No matter who | help, I've

got a reason to, right?” Bowen analyzed.

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His words sounded perfectly reasonable. After all, Bowen really did hold a big chunk of Bree Technology's shares,

just a bit less than Aubree. If he wanted to, those shares could be a real threat to her.

But it was also true that Bowen held a large proportion of the shares in Turner Group, although no one dared to

point that out to Bowen. After all, the fact is that the Ridgehaven Town project was only handed to Alvin because

most of the shareholders had joined forces to push Bowen out in the first place.

Edward was so angry that his chest was practically heaving. “You're just pulling this logic out of your ass!”

“Oh? That means | must be making ssense at least.” Bowen shot back with a smirk.

Alvin seized the moment to speak up. “Uncle Bowen, Grandpa Lane’s not young anymore. Why bother getting

into an argument with him?”

Bowen just shot Alvin a cold look, saying nothing.

“If you really think Bree Technology's interests outweigh Turner Group's, then there's nothing left forto say,”

Alvin concluded.

Bowen had been in the business world long enough not to be fazed by a couple of words from Alvin. “Ever since

they chose to stand againstand with you, Turner Group's interests stopped mattering to me. As far as I'm

concerned, they're all just opponents now. | don’t have the habit of helping people who want to seefail.”

“If there's nothing else, let's end this meeting,” Bowen said, glancing at his watch. He was going to be late

getting to Rithol University.

Alvin caught the gesture. “Of course, Uncle Bowen. If you have other things to do, we can wrap up here.”

Bowen nodded and stood up to leave. As he passed by Alvin, he suddenly paused. “Grandpa's sick. Have you

been back to the family estate to see him?”

Alvin was caught off guard. He did not know that his grandpa was sick.

“If you have time, go visit him,” Bowen added/then finally left the conference room. The other shareholders soon

followed, filing out one after another.

Alvin frowned slightly but didn’t take Bowen's words too seriously.

‘Oliver should have everything under control,’ he thought.

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Chapter 599

Meanwhile, at Rithol University, Aubree’s speech was nearly over. When Oliver arrived, what he saw was her up

on stage, taking fashions from the students.

She was confident and dazzling. Even though she was already on a completely different level from the students

in the audience, she tol answered every question thoroughly. It was hard to imagine that a girl in her early

twenties could have such poise and maturity.

Oliver stood there holding a bouquet, glancing around until he spotted the student backstage. The student had

been chosen by the school to go up and present flowers to Aubree at the end.

He walked over and asked politely, “Excuse me, would you mind if | was the one to give her the flowers at the

end?” Still dressed in his military uniform, the insignia on his shoulder caught the student's eye, making them let

out a quiet gasp of surprise.