<b>Chapter </b><b>180 </b>


    Aher washing up with warm water and stepping not, the pilest in the church served them breakfast.


    “Did you sleep wellst night?” the priest asked.


    Bowen suddenly smirked, ncing sideways at Aubree, who stood beside him with her head lowered riot bad,” he said.


    Aubree blushed.


    The priest, oblivious to the st


    strange undercurrents, chuckled, “That’s good,”


    The priest set down their breakfast and left. As soon as he <b>was </b>gone, Bowen handed the meal to Aubree. “Eat up,” he said. “The mountain path should tie clear now. After <b>breakfast</b>, we cais head <b>back</b><b>.” </b>


    “Oh, okay. Sure,” Aubree murmured.


    After breakfast, Bowen had to head to the office. After discussing with Aubree, he called Ethan to take her home.


    After getting Aubree’s consent, Bowen called Ethan and Samson over.


    Alone in the car on her way back, Aubree should <b>have </b>felt at <b>ease</b>, yet something <b>didn’t </b>feel right. An indescribable unease lingered in her heart, and Bowen’s face kept surfacing in her mind.


    Meanwhile, in the other car, Bowen sat in the backseat while Samson drove up front<b>. </b><b>Samson </b>kept sneaking <b>nces </b>at Bowen through the rearview mirror, unable to ignore that little grin that had been on Bowen’s face since he got in. It was driving Samson crazy with curiosity.


    Samson couldn’t help but wonder, ‘What the hell happened between Mr. Turner and Miss Miller at Gracefield Church? And why did they have to go back separately? Wouldn’t it be easier for them to get closer if they just shared a ride?”


    Samson had barely dropped Bowen off at the Turner Group before, bursting with questions, he rushed to spill all his juicy intel in their WhatsApp group,


    The group consisted of nine members, all elite bodyguards personally trained by the Turner family to protect Bowen and Alvin,


    And Samson was the group admin.


    Ethan said in the group chat<b>: </b>[Oh, I’ve got the inside scoop! Miss Miller was totally out of it the whole way back, <b>if </b>you catch my drh.


    Seeing that message, <b>Zachary </b>sent a string of ellipses in the group chat


    Samson asked: [Why did Mr. Turner and Miss Miller go back separately?


    Ethan replied: [Come on, it’s obvious! This way, Miss Miller would be thinking about him the whole ride back!]


    “Man, Mr. Turner is such a sly dog. Ethan thought to himself


    Most of the chat <b>was </b>just Ethan and Samson talking, with others asionally chiming in,


    <b>Nina </b>said: <b>[</b>Screen recorded. I’ll send this to Mr. Turner in a bit.


    Ethan replied: [Come on, Ninal That’s not how we do things. By the way, Mr. Turner told you to keep <b>an </b>eye on Mr. King. How’s that going?]


    Nina replied: (He’s been going to the orphanage that Mr. Turner used to sponsor a lottely.


    Ethan read the message and instantly sensed trouble brewing. The orphanage before she returned to the Wilson family?<b>” </b>


    Turner sponsored? he thought ‘Wasn’t that where Miss Miller stayed


    Far away at the Turner Group headquarters, Bowen was going through documents when he rubbed his nose. He couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that


    <b>he’d </b>forgotten something.


    Still stuck at Ellis Heights<b>, </b>babysitting i, a “kid” actually older than himself, Alvin fet utterly done with life. Did Uncle Bowen parfoods me?‘ he wondered.


    Back in Odiond, Aldan hit the ground running.


    Leveraging the Matthews family’s clout, Aidans effortlessly secured approval tounch yry in Odiond.


    Without hesitation, he invested over 100 million dors <b>as </b>startup capital to set up a subsidiary in Odinnd. Autres took a minority stake, but he retained full decision–making authority.


    Building on yzy’s proven business model in Lumanon, he made a few strategic tweaks to better suit Odiond’s preferences, then swiftlyunched yzy.


    Not stopping there, Aidan expanded into other markets as well. As he put it, “I’ve got the capital, while Aubree’s got the tech, yry is one of a kind anywhere. Why not make money in more countries?


    “With the market open now, this conveniently paves the way for Zappy, the short video tform, in the future, doesn’t it?”


    Back in Lumanon, Aubree hadn’t been idle either, After finalizing the deal with Randall, she had already assembled a core team, set up a studio, <b>and </b>started developing their first otome game. They were also working on a casual dress–up title in parallel.


    Looking ahead, while the market for this type of game might not be huge, the profits were substantial.


    Aubree made it clear that as long as he delivered an outstanding game, he could ask for any resources and money he needed.


    When it came to expanding her gaming empire, what caught Aubree’s attention were open–world titles, the kind that went head–to–head with League of Legends afterunch. Even yearster, their revenue–generating capabilities remained staggering. And as gacha games, they enjoyed an extra stream of ie from character merchandise, something that games like League of Legends couldn’t match


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