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The Queen They Buried

Chapter 110
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Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Carmen had just stepped into the classroom when she was instantly drowned in a flood of prying stares and

hushed whispers.

A person asked, “Did you hear?”

Another said, “Everyone's heard about it by now, alright? She cheated in the state competition and got Alec

kicked out of the Painting Association. As for that Rithol Art School incident, like she didn’t know someone

swapped her project. She probably just hired a ghostwriter.

“And that’s not all. She probably just got back from the new principal's office. Those bullies who got someone

killed were expelled, and word is, she was pulling the strings behind the scenes too.

“Appearances can be so deceiving! She always acted like such a sweet and generous person, who would've

thought she’d turn out like this?

“The Wilson family is really unlucky, favoring this worthless trash over their own flesh and blood.

“Man, Aubree is totally killing it these days!”

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One foot in the classroom, the other rooted outside, Carmen stood frozen, her fingers digging into the straps of

her backpack until her knuckles turned white. Head slightly bowed, her eyes blazed with barely contained fury.

She thought, ‘Aubree is becoming more and more of a threat. Last night, Dad and Daxton even made me

promise, in front of the whole family, that I'd find an opportunity to apologize to her! How humiliating is that?

‘Why should | apologize to Aubree? | didn’t do anything wrong!

‘Not only that, but Mom actually had my custom-designed gown altered for Aubree! How dare she? That dress

was mine!’

Carmen seethed as the gossip swirled around her. She thought, ‘It's all Aubree’s fault! Why couldn't she have

just stayed missing after being abducted? Why did she have to cback and steal my family, my identity?’

Lizzie Kim snapped, “That's enough! Don’t act like you all haven't taken favors from Carmen before!”

A person said, “Everyone knows you're Garmen'’s biggest suck-up.”

Lizzie's face flushed crimson with anger. Unable to argue with so many people, she rushed up to Carmen,

grabbed her, and pulled her toward the classroom. “Don’t mind them, Carmen,” she said urgently, “They're just

jealous of your family’s status, and the fact that you're with Alvin.”

A person said, “Hilarious! Didn't you see how annoyed Alvin was with her last time?”

Carmen finally snapped. She shook off Lizzie’s hand, stepped forward, and delivered a stinging slap across the

speaker's face. “Since when do you get to judge my life?” she spat, her voice trembling with rage.

The girl who got slapped was just as hot-tempered and instantly swung back to return the blow, but a quick-

thinking classmate grabbed her arm.”Let it go, let it go,” the classmate urged, “She's got the whole Wilson

family behind her. Hit her today, and you'll be the one paying for it tomorrow.”

The girl said, “What a joke! Mark my words, you'll never measure up to Aubree, not in this lifetime!”

‘Aubree, why is it always her?’ Carmen seethed inwardly, her frustration reaching a breaking point.

Carmen was deaf to Lizzie’s words of comfort. The farce only cto a temporary halt when the teacher

entered with

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teaching materials.

Carmen barely registered a word of the lesson. Her mind was still seething with resentment.

She thought, ‘Makeapologize to Aubree? Fine then, I'll go apologize to her!”

A calculating gleam flickered in Carmen's eyes.

The first class was followed by an extended break. Seniors could use the tfreely, but nearly everyone stayed

in the classroom, buried in their textbooks.

The bell had just rung when someone called from the classroom door, “Aubree, someone’s here to see you.”

Aubree was led to the stairwell. When she saw who had cfor her, she smirked. “Well, well, fancy seeing you

ctofor once.”

“Sis, don’t be like this,” Carmen said, reaching out to her. Aubree immediately took a wary half-step back,

putting distance between them.

“So, trying that ‘you pusheddown the stairs’ trick again?” Aubree crossed her arms, her eyes full of mockery.

Carmen slowly withdrew her hand, her voice soft and pleading. “Sis, you've gotall wrong. | just wanted to

apologize. Everything that happened was my fault. Please forgive me.”

She tilted her face up, putting on the most pitiful, doe-eyed look imaginable.

“Do you really think that’s possible?” Aubree rolled her eyes. She guessed Ronald must have sent Carmen.

“I don’t think that’s possible either.” Carmen suddenly smirked, her tone doing a complete 180 from just a

moment ago.

Before Aubree could react, Carmen suddenly raised her hand and delivered a stinging slap to her own face. The

sharp crack echoed unnervingly through the stairwell. “Sis,” she said in a trembling voice, “I just wanted to

apologize to you.”