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Tried 592

    <b>Chapter </b><b>592 </b>


    Meanwhile, Bowen wasn’t just sitting around outside the Wilson family’s house.


    The Wilson family’s bodyguards had stopped him, and Bowen had not tried to force


    his way in since he knew that Aubree was sale.


    Instead, Bowen had called Mark. “Remember that time when Nina got kidnapped because of Aubree?<b>” </b>


    “Did you finally get something on the Wilson family?” Mark asked excitedly.


    There was no way Mark could forget the incident at the party when Nina had been mistaken for Aubree and kidnapped. If he had the chance, he would’ve already brought people to the Wilson family to cause trouble.


    “Does dragging someone into their home against their will count?” Bowen replied.


    “I’m right outside the Wilson family’s ce, and their bodyguards aren’t letting me in,” Bowen said, stifling augh. He lifted his gaze <b>slightly</b>. The three bodyguards had him surrounded, all looking like they were facing a major threat.


    Yet, Bowen simply stood there. He made no move to leave or to fight them, leaving the bodyguardspletely at a loss.


    Furthermore, Bowen did not bother avoiding them at all and simply took the call right in front of their faces.


    The bodyguards exchanged uneasy nces. It was as if they were trying to decide what to do now that Bowen was calling for reinforcements.


    Realistically, there was nothing they could do. They were merely hired help, and the most they could do was to send someone to inform the family, and that is what they did.


    Bowen put away his phone, grinning. “Are you still trying to stop me? You know you won’t be able to. It’d be easier to just let me in so I can have a nice chat with Trevor, and then you guys won’t have to worry about me anymore.”


    Ronald had only meant to test Alice. He never intended to do anything to Carmen. After all, Trevor was the crazy one who could act without a care. Ronald couldn’t afford to be that reckless.


    But Alice’s reaction was so unexpectedly firm, it was almost touching.


    Ronald was still a man, and he was sure that no man could simplyugh off such a sensitive topic.


    All the old grudges and resentment that had been simmering finally burst out. Ronald let out a cold, angryugh. “Alright then, I’d like to see how you n to protect her tonight.”


    With that, he ordered the kitchen to bring out every single dish and told Carmen to finish them all.


    “Are you done?” Aubree cut in, her voice slicing through the tension. “All this drama is getting old. If you’re just here to <b>put </b>on <b>a </b>show<b>, </b><b>I </b><b>don’t </b>have the time or the mood to watch you all bicker endlessly,” she said.


    Aubree just wanted to go home. These so–called punishments weren’t fixing anything, and Aubree was honestly <b>just </b><b>done </b><b>with </b><b>it</b>.


    She let out a cold, mockingugh. “Trevor, don’t you get it? Everything you’re doing is just to make yourself feel <b>better</b><b>, </b><b>If </b><b>you </b><b>really </b>want <b>my </b>forgiveness, you’d have to wipe out everyone in the Wilson family. And when you finally take a bullet and die<b>, </b>maybe I’ll <b>even </b><b>swing </b><b>by </b><b>your </b>grave every year. How’s that for closure?<b>“! </b>


    Aubree continued, “The old me might’ve been moved by how much you all suddenly care<b>, </b><b>but </b><b>now</b><b>? </b>I <b>just </b><b>find </b><b>it </b><bughable</b>. It <b>hadn’t </b><b>made </b>something of myself after leaving the Wilson family, would any of you be treating <b>me </b><b>like </b><b>this</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>


    <b>Sun</b><b>, </b>10 <b>Aug </b>


    “You’d just be sneering, calling me fake, thinking I was just trying to get your attention by running away. But in the end, I’d still have to creat back in shame, wouldn’t 17” Aubree sighed, “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. There is a very simple way for me to let go of my futted, and that will be when everyst one of you is dead.”


    Trevor wanted to protest that he wasn’t just putting on a show, that he genuinely wanted to stand up for her. But as the words reached his


    them. lips, he realized with a bitter ache that he had no right to even say


    Trevor had just been a bystander, and when everything went down, not only did he not stop it, but he even egged things on. He could not bring himself to say that he was not at fault here.


    <b>AD </b>
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