Chapter 310
“Aubree?” Trevor finally snapped out of his drunken haze. At this hour, there were hardly any passersby. It was even less likely anyone would notice what was happening in this dimly lit alleyway.
He clutched his stinging face. He still looked dazed, but his eyes were glinting with rage. “How dare you hit me?”
In Aubree’s previous life, aside from Carmen Wilson, Daxton and Trevor Wilson were the biggest scumbags in the whole Wilson family. Normally, she could never get a chance to meet this so–called superstar up close and personal. Now that a golden opportunity had presented itself, she would only be letting herself down if she didn’t rough him up a bit.
“Why not? Take that!” With that, Aubree kicked him, and the man fell down into a heap again. She then clicked her tongue disdainfully as she watched him.
Aubree rubbed her chin thoughtfully. ‘No wonder Bowen likes kicking people so much. Feels damn good.
Clutching his stomach, Trevor doubled over in a fit of violent coughing and then suddenly retched, spewing out the alcohol he had just downed. He then struggled to get up. “You…”
Aubree thought Trevor wanted to give her some bullshit, but instead, his eyes rolled back and he passed out.
How pathetic. Aubree rolled her eyes, then turned to Birgitte. “Did you get all that on camera?*
“Yeah.” Birgitte nodded.
Aubree felt very pleased. To think that an A–list superstar like Trevor Wilson was caught sneaking into a bar at night and then cornered by a bunch of unknown thugs, all because of some torrid love affair. She hadn’t planned on getting even with him yet, but the man had already presented himself to her on a silver platter. He was such a great brother….
After giving Trevor a thorough beating, Aubree stalked off with Birgitte. She simply left the unconscious Trevor lying there.
In the end, it was Trevor’s agent who finally came and took him away.
Birgitte made sure Aubree got home safely first. Only then did she return to her own apartment with ease of mind.
Since Aubree had to come to Südlichen Strand often, she had bought herself a luxury waterfront villa there. She had a good night’s sleep and didn’t wake up until noon the next day.
Bowen Turner called her afterward and generally just asked about her.
Aubree chatted with him for a while before telling him about the financing matter. “I’ll probably need to stay here a bit longer.”
Aubree was going over the latest data for GrabCheap. She knew that results were all that mattered,
These corporations would never write Aubree off based on some rumors. After all, true entrepreneurs had sharp business acumen.
The chairman of Tengu Gruppe arrived at a private dining room in a five–star hotel in Südlichen Strand with his assistant in tow.
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