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The Queen They Buried

Chapter 211
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“Dad, what's wrong?” Carmen asked nervously.

Ronald shot her a disapproving look. “Where are you going? | told everyone to stay hunless necessary.”

The family had planned a Christmas getaway to a hot spring island, but with the Rosepoly crisis, they needed to

wrap up loose ends first.

After the Rosepoly Group incident, Alice, Daxton, and Trevor were all away from home, having been advised to

stay out for a while longer to avoid being hounded by reporters upon their return.

At home, both Carmen and the household staff had been warned to be wary of reporters’ persistent questioning.

“MindDrift has...” Carmen bit her tongue. She’d been about to mention the death of a MindDrift streamer, but

stopped herself. With Ronald already swamped by Rosepoly’s collapse, adding her crisis would be pouring

gasoline on the fire. She quickly changed her tone. “A financial publication invitedfor an interview.”

Ronald, too distracted to question it, waved a hand. “Take bodyguards. And cstraight back. The last thing

we need is more media trouble.”

Ronald snapped, “Don’t dawdle-just cstraight back. If reporters spot you, it'll only stir up more trouble.”

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Carmen felt deeply wronged, but she really didn’t dare to speak up.

She kept her eyes down, afraid her panic might betray her. “Understood,” she murmured.

Ronald paid her no mind. To Ronald, Carmen's only use now was not making things worse.

Outside, Carmen's face was pale, her thoughts in turmoil. Her claim about going for an interview wasn’t entirely

false. A financial publication had noticed the buzz around her and Aubree’s adoptive sister relationship and

wanted to capitalize on it by creating a “genius sisters” narrative.

But her immediate dread was that there'd been a death on MindDrift!

A MindDrift host with preexisting health issues had collapsed after an extrpunishment during a livestream

PK. Though they’d logged off immediately, it was too late.

But the streamer was still gone.

For now, the fans hadn't noticed, but sooner or later, that streamer’s fans would notice something's wrong.

Carmen thought anxiously, ‘What if it gets out? I'm totally screwed! What should | do?"

“Miss Miller, thank you for your time. That concludes today’s interview.”

Aubree nodded politely. “You've worked hard.”

“Miss Miller, you may rest backstage for now. We'll arrange for a staff member to escort you out shortly.”

“I'd appreciate that.”

This was Aubree’s last task before Christmas.

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Aubere stretched lazily as she followed the staff member. The Rosepoly Group situation was on the brink; just

one final push remained. As for Carmen... well, let her enjoy her little moment for now.

Carmen had stricks up her sleeve in her previous life. She was still a bit green in high school, but college

had polished her into a cunning operator.

But this time, Carmen hadn’t had the ssmooth ride. And Aubree wasn’t the spushover she'd been.

Carmen was clearly getting desperate now. After suffering repeated setbacks, instead of laying low and

rebuilding her image, she was stubbornly fighting in areas she had no expertise in.

Without the Wilson family’s backing, she wouldn't even have succeeded in launching MindDrift in the first place.

God knows where she got the audacity to think she could make it on her own.

After removing her makeup and resting backstage, Aubree was about to leave when she overheard another

interview in progress. She remarked casually, “Wow, you guys are still this busy with Christmas coming up.”

Aubree casually made small talk, and the staff member assigned to her, not thinking much of it, replied, “It’s

year-end, so we're all scrambling to hit our targets. The person being interviewed up front right now is probably

Miss Wilson.”

Miss Wilson?”

Aubree froze. This financial magazine's main feature was on rising entrepreneurs. Given the recent buzz in Rithol

City, and with the surnWilson... the only person she could think of was Carmen.

“Carmen?” Aubree murmured.

The staff member suddenly realized their blunder and fumbled, “Uh... Miss Miler...”

“Relax, | was just asking,” Aubree said with a nonchalant smile.

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