Orphan to Unbreakable Queen novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

“Just call me Aubree,” Aubree said, feeling a bit uncomfortable with Randall always calling her Miss Miller.

Randall readily went along with it, grinning “Tine, Aubree, why don’t you call me PandaBr

“Okay, Randall,” Aubree smiled.

At the next table, Kelvin stamped his feet in frustration, “Oh my god, it’s only been a few minutes and she’s already so close to him? Even M. Turner never got that kind of treatment, he wondered.

Kelvin famed inwardly. Seriously? They just met, chatted for a bit, and she’s already so kind. Mr. Turner, can’t you step up your game?”

As the top executive assistant, Kelvin put his dramatic spin on what he’d overheard and immediately forted Bowen

Kevin: Mr. Turner, that pay definitely has ulterior motives for Miss Miller. He was just asking about her grades and if the wanted to apply to his university -isn’t it obvious he’s trying to snatch her up?]

Kelvin added: (And another thing–this guy is way too familiar. It hasn’t even been that long, and he’s already very close to Miss Miller. They were chatting happily when I entered.]

Kevin Mr. Turner, Miss Miller looks so happy–she’s been smiling nonstop and speaking so gently Could it be that she’s actually falling for this guy’s tricks?

if Randall ever found out about Kelvin’s messages, he’d be screaming bloody murder. He was merely showing professional courtesy to his business partner, nothing more.

They’d be seeing each other constantly as colleagues now, maintaining a good relationship was necessary.

As for all that smiling, everyone would grin when a goldmine came calling

When Bowen saw the message, his mind was flooded with images of Aubree smiling at Randall

by the window. Her radiant smile put even the most vibrant blossoms to shame.

Bowen looked up at the girl by

Bowen’s composure finally shattered. He reached for the car door handle.

Kevin: [Mr. Turner. Look quick, that guy’s making his move.

In the restaurant, Randall accidentally knocked over his glass, sending the drink spilling toward Aubree. Some had already splashed onto her clothes

Randall frantically wiped the table, all the while hurriedly handing tissues to Aubree, his face full of apology and worry.

But to those already viewing things through a biased lens, this guy was clearly up to no good.

Bowen wondered, ‘Where the hell do you think you’re putting your hands?

Without hesitation, Bowen flung open the car door and stormed into the restaurant.

“Seriously, Bree?‘ he fumed inwardly, ‘What kind of taste do you have, falling for some smooth–talking guy who c barely a few words?

Just as Kelvin was about to make his move, the water swiftly intercepted him. “Sur,” the water said firmly, “you’ve been holdin since you arrived. Is there something about our dishes that displeases you?”

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