But she simply refused to believe that she couldn’t find a ce to stay in the entire Rithol City.
Aubree let out a sigh, thinking she was still too weak.
She needed to be stronger. Only then would she be able to stand up against the Wilson family and have the power to fight back the next time something like this happened.
Her eyes were resolute.
But a gust of night wind hit the next second, and she deted like a pricked balloon. ‘First, figure out how to survive tonight!
“My… In just a day, you’ve turned into a stray cat?” Suddenly, a teasing, amused voice came from above.
Aubree looked up, her eyes nk.
Under the streetlight stood Bowen in a white shirt, ck pants, one hand in his pocket.
Compared tost time, his hairstyle was way more formal, slicked back with gel, which added some distance.
His words sounded yful, but there wasn’t a hint of humor in his expression, just some unreadable emotion deep in his
eyes.
“Guess I’m cklisted by every ce I could stay,” Aubree said, feeling relieved by Bowen’s appearance, even managing a
weak smile.
Suddenly, her head dropped as Bowen messed up her hair. “Don’t force a smile. It’s no big deal. I haven’t cklisted you yet.”
Aubree’s face stiffened, and the corners of her mouth, which had been rising, slowly fell. “Why are you helping me, Bowen?
“Don’t tell me you just happened to pass by this park again and decided to walk in out of pure whim, saw me homeless and felt charitable to take me in.”
Bowen shrugged, replying, “You’ve said it all. What can I say?”
Aubree pursed her lips, looking at him with a serious expression.
The only reason she could think of that Bowen would help her was that he was attracted to her looks and wanted to “y
around.”
“If you’re thinking-” she started, but Bowen cut her off.
His gaze was unusually serious. “Aubree, I’m not that low to mess with a high school girl.
“My brother and sister-inw died saving a little girl. You can take that as me liking you by association.”
That made sense.
Aubree smiled, realizing Bowen had no reason to toy with her.
If he had those intentions, now would be the perfect time. But he didn’t do anything.
She’d heard about Bowen before she time traveled, so his story seemed credible.
He even set up a foundation in his brother’s name, funding poor girls in the poor viges to go to school.
Standing up, Aubree brushed off the dust and gave Bowen a bright smile. “Thanks for taking me in, Mr. Turner.”
Her smile was dazzling, momentarily distracting Bowen.
The emotions in his eyes surged even more.
‘How did the Wilson family manage to turn the cheerful little girl in the photos into this in just three years?’ he couldn’t help wondering.
Then, he took over Aubree’s suitcase and led her out of the park, always keeping two steps behind her.
Outside the park were the same two bodyguards fromst time, their eyes sparkling like they were about to break into dance. at any moment.
“Mr. Turner just got off the negotiation table and booked the earliest flight back just to pick up Miss Miller,” Samson said.
“No big deal. I was standing behind Mr. Turner today when he got a message from Miss Miller’s homeroom teacher reporting what happened to her today,” Chris replied.
“Speaking of which, did Mr. Turner send Zachary to find a guy named Magnus Stewart?”
“I feel like we’re about to have a Mrs. Turner soon.” Chris looked a bit sad.
Samson rebutted, “Don’t forget what Mr. Turner did before. Maybe he’s just helping the girl out since she’s in trouble.”
Chris gave him a look that screamed, “Do you really believe that? Cause I don’t.”
Aubree followed Bowen into the car.
“First to Ellis Heights, then to Forith Bay.” After giving the instructions, he exined to Aubree, “Ellis Heights is where I usually live. You can stay there until you find a ce. I’ll be staying at Forith Bay with Alvin.
“I guess it’d be awkward for you whether you stay with me or if I take you to Alvin’s ce, right?”
“Thanks,” Aubree mumbled.
Never had she imagined that someone would care about her so thoughtfully.