Chapter 123
This one’s my birthday wish for you!” Hector leaned over the railing, pointing excitedly at the fireworks in the sky.
Matilda pointed to the next one. “And that one’s mine.”
“Bree, may you always be safe and at peace.
Seeing that nickname, Aubree instinctively turned around. Bowen was behind her, smiling softly. “That one’s from me.”
“Thank you all so much!” Aubree threw her arms around the nearest person, Matilda. “Thank you, all of you. This is the most romantic, most wonderful birthday I’ve ever had.”
“Silly girl. We’ll celebrate every year,” Matilda said, hugging her back.
Meanwhile, across the river where the wind bit like knives, Ollie stood shivering. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, dressed in a sharp suit with his hair slicked back. Autumn had arrived, and the temperature had dropped.
In front of him were the empty firework boxes.
“Damn it! That bastard!” Ollie cursed through chattering teeth. “I thought he called me out to celebrate Aubree’s birthday. Turns out I’m just here to light fireworks so he could impress her!”
He had even dressed up for the occasion, only to be left standing around freezing.
As the president of Turner Group, Bowen could ask anyone to do this job.
However, Bowen said it was too important to entrust to an outsider. Ollie scoffed. He bet Bowen was just afraid he’d steal the spotlight at the party.
Beside him stood another man. It was Mark. He was tall and imposing, with a buzz cut and a stoic face. “What’s Bowen been up to lately?” Mark asked. “Last time I came back from a mission and finally got some leave, he popped into Nightworld for five minutes and ghosted.”
And he asked them to set off fireworks. Mark thought Bowen must be bored out of his damn mind.
“Remember that girl Bowen used to sponsor at the orphanage?” Ollie asked, his voice more serious now.
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