Chapter 283

Clearly, Aubree slept her way up the Turner family ladder, using nothing but her pretty face to make both heirs fall head over heels, lavishing her with money and connections. How else could she pull that off?

Honestly, it even had a ring of truth to it.

Honestly, who wouldn’t be jealous hearing about Aubree’s past? Once envy takes root, even the flimsiest excuse could be weaponized against her.

Just like that, the “genius entrepreneur” was recast as a scheming gold-digger, at least in the eyes of the rumor mill.

Aubree dialed a number. “Yeah, it’s about this. It’s causing problems. Have the admin take the post off and get me the poster’s IP address. I want to find out who’s behind it. That’s all."

"Come on, if I can’t handle something this minor myself, what have I been doing all year, twiddling my thumbs?”

Bowen gently squeezed Aubree’s hand. “Oh, right, I forgot. You’re not that helpless little thing everyone used to push around anymore.”

That’s good, Bowen thought. Now my Bree won’t be pushed around so easily anymore!

Aubree said, “Before I even enrolled, I donated a building to the university under my company’s name as a contingency for future favors. Honestly, I never thought I’d end up cashing in that chip so soon.”

Aubree smirked coldly. Honestly, when that post about her and Alvin surfaced last night, she could’ve tracked down and exposed that annoying rat.

Aubree thought, I didn’t even bother responding, but the more I ignored the rat, the more the rat doubled down.

However, Aubree barely gave it a second thought now.

Aubree said, “Since the rat went to such great lengths, stalking me, taking sneaky photos, and even putting together an illustrated biography of my life, I might as well let the rat have fun for a couple of days, right?”

Aubree lowered her head with a knowing smirk, forwarding the IP address from the university to her tech team. “Trace this location,” she instructed.

That was it.

Aubree smirked, “If I’m even bothering with this, the rat has won.”

Bowen wasn’t about to hold back. Worried that Aubree would be exhausted from military training, he’d only managed to see her twice in the past fortnight, aside from the very first day. The rest of the time, he had to make do with photos on his phone to ease his longing.

He drove straight to Ellis Heights.

After two weeks of military training, even with her usual workouts, Aubree’s legs were aching so badly that she could barely move. Too tired to do anything, she let Bowen half-carry, half-support her all the way back to their room as soon as they got out of the car.

Bowen asked gently, “Would you prefer to eat out or stay in for lunch?”

“Let’s eat in. I’m craving Carol’s cooking.”

“Sure thing.”

The moment the door swung open, Bowen swept Aubree inside, kicking it shut before pinning her against it.

His room was decorated in cool, muted tones, the curtains drawn so that only the faintest slivers of light filtered through.

Bowen leaned in, his voice low and teasing, “Miss me?”

Before Aubree could answer, Bowen had buried his face in her neck and murmured, “I miss you. Every single day. You’re in all my dreams.”

Bowen greedily drank in her scent. His ragged breaths sent waves of heat washing over her, each teasing breath making her heart race wildly.

“Bree, my baby. Come on, give me a kiss, won’t you?”

His voice grew huskier, dropping lower like a siren’s call—dangerously seductive, impossible to resist.

Aubree’s breath caught. She thought, God, how can a man be this seductive? He’s like a male fox spirit, just staring at me with those red-rimmed eyes.

Honestly, if anyone could resist this, they must be made of stone.

As if I could ever resist him!

Aubree wrapped her arms around Bowen’s waist and, with a powerful surge of strength, reversed their positions, pinning him against the door. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him, lowered his head, and murmured, “Bree.”

“Mm,” Aubree murmured, tilting her head up to nip at his Adam’s apple.

Bowen let out a low, utterly irresistible moan, making Aubree’s eyes flutter shut in pleasure as she traced slow kisses up his neck. Bowen arched his head back, baring his throat to her completely.

On her tiptoes, Aubree pressed her lips against Bowen’s, completely in control. Bowen’s eyes fluttered half-shut, a blush spreading across his face.

“Bowen, has anyone ever told you how sexy you are?” Aubree murmured.

“It’s the first time I’ve heard this, but I’m honored you think so,” Bowen replied with a smile.