Chapter 451

The smile on Aubree’s face vanished completely. Alvin… Her lips pressed into a straight line. “Why would Alvin help Carmen? The only reason I could think of is that after Alvin was hit by a car, he was fine physically, but mentally impaired,” she thought.

The fingers that hung at her side twitched slightly. “Should I go find him?” she hesitated.

Suddenly, something flashed 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 was thinking whether she should go find Alvin and ask him directly, Bowen called. He mainly wanted to ask her how it was being invited back to the school as a guest this time.

“Nothing, except I ran into Carmen at school,” she said hesitantly, but still told Bowen about Alvin helping Carmen.

“Alvin… Why?” Bowen asked, puzzled.

Her feud with the Wilson family was irreconcilable and well-known. Even putting aside the fact that she and Alvin were close and that he had never shown any favor toward the Wilson family, just considering her connection with Bowen, there was no way Alvin would help Carmen with anything.

Furthermore, isn’t Alvin disgusted by Carmen’s feelings for him and eager 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 grow heavy for a few moments, followed by Bowen’s forcedly calm words of comfort, as if nothing had happened.

A soft laugh spilled out. “You’ve got so much time to worry about what others are doing. Why not spare a thought about how your boyfriend’s been doing lately?” Bowen said.

With Bowen’s interruption, Aubree ended up forgetting to press further. Perhaps, just like Bowen said, Alvin does have something of his own to take care of, and that’s why he gave Carmen a hand this time? Aubree thought.

“Who could make things difficult for you, Mr. Turner?” Aubree joked lightly, then hung up the phone.

Aubree decided to let it be for now. Whatever Alvin was planning to do, it would all reveal sooner or later anyway.

Bowen put down his hand holding the phone, his expression reflecting more than just ugliness. How could I not understand the child? I watched him grow up.

Whatever schemes he might have, even if they were monumental, he couldn’t possibly help Carmen. Everyone knew Carmen and Bree were at each other’s throats. How could he assist a friend’s enemy?

Perhaps there was only one thing that would make Alvin act that way. He knew? But how did he find out? Bowen thought.

Bowen thought that he had done it flawlessly. He propped his forehead and laughed bitterly. In the end, it’s still a miscalculation—something being flawless 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.] Alvin glanced down as the message popped up. So, he knows now, he thought.

Looks like I need to speed things 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.

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.

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 glanced 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 the company,” Alvin said.

Enrique never expected his eldest grandson to come to him one day, asking to join Turner Group.

Alvin was smart. Enrique had certainly considered grooming him as a successor. After all, the company was so large.

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.