Chapter 212
Chapter 212:
Dwight had a brain tumor—a ticking time bomb that threatened his life. If Yelena could perform such miracles, could she also hold the key to saving his grandfather?
John’s resolve hardened. He needed to thank her, yes, and then ask for her help. This wasn’t something to handle lightly. He had to prepare carefully.
Without wasting another second, John called Austin again.
“Can you help me arrange a meeting with Yelena? I need to thank her properly, and I have a favor to ask p>
Austin had already anticipated this. He chuckled lightly on the other end of the line. “I thought you might say that. Don’t worry, I’ll make it happen p>
In truth, Austin had been wondering how to reconnect with Yelena himself. This opportunity was too perfect to pass up.
With a smile tugging at his lips, he immediately dialed Yelena.
When Yelena saw Austin’s name flashing on her screen, she paused for a moment, mildly surprised. She rarely received calls from him, so this was unexpected. “Hello. How can I help you?” Yelena’s voice was as steady and cool as ever.
Austin, however, was unfazed. “Are you free tomorrow? I want to invite you to lunch. You saved John’s grandfather today, and he wants to thank you personally p>
Yelena blinked in surprise, her calm demeanor giving way to a flicker of astonishment. “Wait—that gentleman is John’s grandpa?” she asked, her tone incredulous.
What a small world!
Austin chuckled. “So, will you come? Aside from thanking you, John has a favor to ask p>
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Yelena paused, the pieces of the puzzle clicking together in her mind. It had to be about Dwight’s condition. Perhaps, just this once, she could make an exception since she had bonded so well with the old man.
“Alright,” she said after a brief silence. “I’ll be there p>
The next evening, they gathered at the elegant Coastal Port restaurant for dinner.
Once Yelena agreed to attend, John spared no effort in making the occasion special. He reserved a luxurious private room and arrived early, meticulously overseeing the preparations.
He even pre-ordered all of the restaurant’s finest dishes, hoping to make a memorable impression.
As the minutes ticked by, John found himself unusually anxious. Hosting such an important guest wasn’t something he took lightly.
Not long after, Austin arrived with Yelena.
The moment John saw her, his nerves melted into a wave of gratitude, and he all but forgot Austin’s presence.
“Dr. Roberts,” John called out, his voice earnest and sincere. “I don’t know how to thank you enough. If it weren’t for you, my grandfather might not be here today p>
“There’s no need to thank me,” Yelena replied with her signature composure. “And I told you, just call me Yelena p>
“Alright, Yelena,” John said, nodding. “But please, if there’s ever anything you need—anything at all—don’t hesitate to ask p>