<b>Chapter </b><b>494 </b>
Bowen <b>took </b>a <b>hard </b>fall, twisting his <b>back </b>in the process. As he got up, he winced, clutching his lower back, his face <b>a </b>picture of difort.
<b>But </b>when he looked up and saw Aubree smiling <b>at </b>him with <b>a </b>gentle look, his expression softened, and he couldn’t help but smile back.
Bowen thought, <b>‘</b>Alright, it’s my <b>fault</b><b>, </b>so <b>I </b>guess <b>I </b><b>have </b><b>to </b>take the punishment. After <b>all</b>, I <b>have </b>fallen for her already!
After a bit of yful chaos, the <b>two </b>settled back into their routines. Aubree needed to head off to school, and Bowen had to go <i>to </i><b>work</b>. They <b>sat </b><b>down </b>together for breakfast.
But <b>as </b>Bowen made his way downstairs, still holding his <b>back</b>, the housekeepers and maids couldn’t help but steal nces at him.
Gossip spread like wildfire. Soon, everyone at Ellis Heights <b>was </b>whispering that Bowen’s future wife had great skills in bed.
Aubree casually mentioned to Bowen, “Bree Technology’s position in the inte sector is pretty solid now.
“The only thing left is to break into some <b>overseas </b>markets, but with Aidan helping out, everything’s been going pretty smoothly,”
<b>Bowen </b>
<b>was </b>already in the loop since he still owned 30% of Bree Technology.
Aubree said thoughtfully, “But shifting our focus means connections are going to <b>be </b>a <b>real </b><b>issue</b><b>.</b>”
Cutting–edge industries were all <b>tied </b>up with the government. The top business families in the country <b>were </b><b>experts </b><b>at </b>working these circles.
The Turner family specialized in artificial intelligence. Rumors had it that some of Turner Group’s most advanced projects had already been brought under government control, but Aubree never asked Bowen for the details.
“That’s not really a big deal,” Bowen said with a casual <b>wave</b>, “With the kind of money you have now, even those big shots in the industry would be lining up to work with you.”
Nobody liked it if people barged in and stole their market, but if they could work together and made money at the same time, no one would say no to that.
“Let’s hope so,” Aubree said, then suddenly remembered something. “Oh, by the way, I got an invitation from the Mansell family.”
“The Mansell family? The ones in biotech and pharmaceuticals?” Bowen asked.
“That’s the one<b>,</b>” Aubree confirmed.
“We can go,” Bowen said, “It’s their youngest daughter’s engagement party. I got an invitation too, and I’m nning to attend.”
Aubree remembered that the Mansell family seemed to have some business dealings with Daxton, so she’d already been thinking about checking it
out.
Now that Bowen <b>was </b>nning to go <b>as </b>well, she was even more determined to attend.
When the car pulled up to Rithol University, Aubree got out. She turned to Bowen and said<b>, </b>“I’m heading to ss now. No matter how busy you get at work, don’t forget to take <b>care </b>of yourself, alright?”
She waved at him before heading inside.
After a year at university, even though Aubree wasn’t on campus that much, she was still a campus celebrity.
Whenever she actually showed up for ss, there was always a crowd eager to chat her up. After a while, everyone in her ss recognized her face.
She <b>wasn’t </b>exactly close with anyone, but making small talk was never a problem.
“Hey, Aubree’s here<b>!</b>” someone called out as soon <b>as </b>she walked in.
“Aubree, over <b>here</b><b>. </b>Sit here!” another voice chimed in.
Someone even shifted over in the corner and waved her over.
Aubree didn’t refuse and took the <b>seat</b>.
“Aubree<b>, </b>have you heard thetest about Turner Group?” one of her ssmates asked, eyes practically sparkling with gossip.
Aubree shook her <b>head </b>and said half–jokingly, “If I <b>start </b>poking my nose into someone else’spany, the people at Turner Group might <b>start </b>getting suspicious about my intentions.”
<b>2:42 </b>PM
That only seemed to make the ssmate even more excited.
<b>$ </b>
She asked, “<b>You </b>know Alvin<b>, </b>right<b>? </b>It’s the man <b>from </b>the Turner family who’s really close to you. He’s majoring in finance this semester.
“At first<b>, </b><b>we </b>all <b>thought </b>he <b>was </b><b>just </b>some rich kid who didn’t know what real life <b>was </b>like, but then he passed his final exams early andnded a job at Turner Group.
<b>“</b>And that’s <b>not </b><b>all</b>. I heard <b>he’s </b><b>already taken </b>on <b>a </b>bunch of projects and worked his way up from a junior staffer to a project manager. Sure, his family <b>background </b><b>probably </b>helped, but still, he’s <b>really </b>impressive<b>!</b>”
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