Chapter 280
Chapter 280:
“Grandma, why are you p>
“Bella, go back to your room immediately. Don’t offend our guests,” Elianna said sternly, her tone brokering no argument.
Bella’s face drained of color, her expression turning pale with shock. She couldn’t quite wrap her head around why Elianna was acting this way.
Elianna turned to Austin and John, her face an open book of regret. “This is all just a misunderstanding,” she said, her voice laced with sweetness. “I didn’t know Yelena was helping you. It was an honest mistake, and I promise it won’t happen again p>
Yelena couldn’t help but chuckle under her breath, the irony of it all not lost on her. Elianna sure knew how to spin things when the heat was on.
But then again, was it any surprise? In a world full of power plays and secrets, how else could Elianna have survived in such a cutthroat family, if not by being a master of adapting to every twist and turn?
Austin and John both wore expressions of clear displeasure.
John was consumed by guilt, never imagining that Yelena would bear the brunt of the consequences while simply trying to help him.
Unable to keep the frustration at bay, he let a trace of sarcasm slip into his voice. “Mrs. Harris, a little more attention to detail wouldn’t hurt. Yelena’s the one who suffered because of my mistakes, and for that, I’m truly sorry p>
Elianna’s face burned with embarrassment, caught off guard and unsure how to respond.
Inwardly, she cursed the situation. How could she have known there was more to it?
If anyone was to blame, it was Bella, stirring up unnecessary trouble and clouding her judgment.
All she could feel now was regret.
“I see. I’ll be more careful moving forward, you have my word,” Elianna responded quickly, trying to smooth things over.
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She hadn’t expected Yelena to be connected to such high-profile people—it was a revelation.
In the past, she had seen Yelena as nothing more than another quiet, rebellious girl.
But now, it was clear she had befriended people who were influential beyond imagination.
The way Austin and John looked at Yelena—especially Austin, whose gaze never strayed from her—spoke volumes.
There was a noticeable shift in how they treated her, and Elianna couldn’t help but wonder if there was something she didn’t fully understand.
Having lived for decades, she prided herself on her ability to read people, but this time, she’d misjudged.
“Your assurance puts my mind at ease. Yelena is my lifesaver, and I owe her more than words can express. If she ever needs anything, I’ll stand by her side without a second thought—even if it means confronting those who dare to cross her,” John said, his tone laced with an unmistakable undertone of warning.
The subtle warning in his tone wasn’t lost on Elianna. She knew she couldn’t afford to cross the Bowen family. She forced a tight smile, replying, “Of course, Yelena is my granddaughter, and I’ll always look after her. You can count on that, Mr. Bowen p>
John nodded approvingly. “Good to hear. And speaking of which,” he said, gesturing to a large gift box behind him. “I’ve brought something for Yelena as a token of my appreciation p>
Elianna’s eyes widened at the sight of the extravagant presents—jewels, rare medicinal herbs—items that could only be found at the most exclusive auctions. It was a gesture far beyond what she had expected.
What could Yelena have possibly done to deserve such lavish gifts?