<b>Chapter </b>451
The smile on Aubree’s face vanishedpletely<b>. </b><b>Alvin</b>… Her lips pressed into a straight line. “Why would Alvin help Carmen? <b>The </b>only reason <b>I </b>could think of <b>is </b>that after <b>Alvin </b><b>was </b>hit <b>by </b><b>a </b><b>car </b>when he went out, he was fine physically, but mentally impaired, she thought.
The <b>fingers </b>that hung on the side of her body twitched slightly. <b>“</b>Should I go find him?” she hesitated.
Suddenly<b>, </b>something shed through her mind, and Aubree’s gaze froze for a moment. Why do I feel like I’ve forgotten something” she thought.
Just as she <b>was </b>thinking whether she should <b>go </b>find Alvin and ask him directly, Bowen called. He mainly wanted to ask her how it <b>was </b><b>being </b>invited <b>back </b>to the school <b>as </b><b>a </b>guest this time.
“Nothing except I ran into Carmen <b>at </b>school<b>,</b><b>” </b>she <b>said </b>hesitantly<b>, </b>but still told Bowen about <b>Alvin </b>helping Carmen.
“Alvin…. Why<b>?</b><b>” </b>Bowen asked, puzzled.
Her feud with the Wilson family was irreconcble and made known. Even putting aside the <b>fact </b>that she and Alvin <b>were </b>close and <b>that </b>he had never shown any favor toward the Wilson family, just considering her connection with <b>Bowen</b>, there <b>was </b>no <b>way </b>Alvin would help Carmen with anything.
Furthermore, isn’t Alvin disgusted by Carmen’s feelings for him and <b>eager </b>to avoid her?‘ she thought.
“Maybe Alvin has something of his own to deal with,” Bowen said. Aubree heard breathing on the other end of the line <b>grow </b>heavy for a few moments, followed by <b>Bowen’s </b>forcedly calm words offort, as if nothing had happened.
A soft <bugh </b>spilled out. “You’ve <b>got </b>so much time to worry about what others are doing. Why not spare <b>a </b>thought about how your boyfriend’s been doingtely?” <b>Bowen </b>said.
With Bowen’s interruption, Aubree ended up forgetting to press further<b>. </b>‘Perhaps just like Bowen said, Alvin does <b>have </b>something of his own to take care of, and that’s <b>why </b>he <b>gave </b>Carmen a hand this time?‘ Aubree thought.
“Who could make things difficult for you, <b>Mr. </b>Turner<b>?</b>” Aubree joked lightly, then hung up the phone<b>. </b>
Aubree decided to let it be for now. Whatever Alvin <b>was </b>nning to do, it would all reveal sooner orter anyway.
Bowen put down his hand holding the phone, his expression reflecting more than just ugly. ‘How could I not understand the child? I watched him
grow up.
Whatever things he might have, even if they were monumental, he couldn’t possibly help Carmen. Everyone knew Carmen and Bree <b>were </b>at each other’s throats. How could he assist a friend’s enemy?
<i>‘</i>Perhaps there <b>was </b>only one thing that would make Alvin act that <i>way</i>. He knew? But how did he find out?‘ Bowen thought.
Bowen thought that he had done it wlessly. He propped his forehead andughed bitterly. ‘In the end, it’s still a miscalction–something being wless usually means there’s something fishy going on. I’ve underestimated Alvin, he thought.
He tapped his finger on the screen and sent a message. [Are you free tonight? Let’s have dinner together.]
[Are you free tonight? Let’s have dinner together.<b>] </b>Alvin nced down as the message popped up. ‘So, he knew it now, he thought.
‘Looks like I need to speed up. Carmen alone isn’t enough to take down Aubree, who’s grown into a force that can’t be easily defeated. On top of that, she has Uncle Bowen backing her up.
<b>‘</b>As long as Uncle Bowen still cares about her and Turner Group remains standing, no matter how badly Aubree does, she’ll never hit rock bottom.
<i>‘</i>For now, it’s just letting Uncle Bowen take a break for a while. Once I finish with what I need to do, things will be fine, Alvin thought.
“What’s the matter? Who’s texting you?” Enrique nced over at Alvin.
“Nothing, just Uncle Bowen asking if I’m free for dinner tonight,” Alvin replied, pouring Enrique a cup of coffee.
“Grandpa, I meant everything I said earlier; I want to join thepany,” Alvin said.
Enrique never expected his eldest grandson toe to him one day, asking to join Turner Group.
Alvin was smart. Enrique had certainly considered grooming him <b>as </b>a sessor. After all, thepany was sorge.
Back when Enrique’s health was still good, he could at least lend Bowen a hand in managing things. Now that he had stepped down, having another person to help was certainly better than Bowen fighting alone.