Chapter 321
Chapter 321:
After a while, each of them found pieces they couldn’t resist. Moda Style’s exquisite designs came with equally exquisite price tags, so they settled on only one or two items each.
As they approached the checkout counter, Bella’s attention drifted to the sales assistant’s phone, which sat on the counter with its screen lit up. The wallpaper caught her eye—a group photo.
At first glance, it seemed ordinary, but one face in the image stopped Bella cold. It was someone she knew. Yelena? Bella blinked, her mind racing. Why would Yelena, of all people, appear on the sales assistant’s wallpaper? It made no sense.
Unable to contain her curiosity, Bella asked casually, “Excuse me, miss. Is this girl in your wallpaper a friend of Yelena’s p>
The sales assistant, noticing Bella’s interest, lit up. She followed Bella’s gaze to the image and smiled proudly.
“Oh, her? She’s not a friend—she’s my idol!” Her voice brimmed with enthusiasm. “She’s the designer for Moda Style! Can you believe it? She’s so young, and her work is amazing! Most people have no idea. I only found out recently myself p>
What?
Yelena? The designer for Moda Style? That couldn’t be right. Bella’s jaw practically hit the floor.
“Are you sure?” Bella blurted, her voice tinged with disbelief. “That’s impossible. She doesn’t know anything about design.” Bella’s mind reeled.
To her knowledge, Yelena was nothing more than a sheltered, naive girl, ill-equipped for any meaningful role, let alone designing for a luxury brand like Moda Style. It defied everything Bella thought she knew about her.
Seeing Bella’s stunned expression, Katelyn and Bernice walked over, curiosity piqued. When Bella repeated what the sales assistant had said—that Yelena was the designer for Moda Style—their reactions mirrored hers. Their eyes widened in disbelief, mouths slightly agape.
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“This has to be a mistake,” Katelyn scoffed, her voice sharp. “There’s no way Yelena could be a designer. That salesgirl must be exaggerating. Or lying p>
“Exactly,” Bernice chimed in, shaking her head. “Yelena? Designing for Moda Style? That’s laughable. What does she even know about fashion, let alone design p>
The sales assistant looked at them with surprise. “Wait, you know her? Then surely you’re aware she’s the designer for Moda Style, right p>
Bernice let out a sarcastic chuckle. “You’ve been duped. Yelena isn’t anyone special. Trust me, she couldn’t design her way out of a paper bag p>
The sales assistant frowned but didn’t press further. It was clear to her that these women either didn’t truly know Yelena or had some kind of grudge.
Instead of arguing, she focused on packing their purchases quickly and efficiently.
The three women left the store, their earlier excitement over shopping replaced by confusion and disbelief. As they walked through the mall, Bella couldn’t shake an uneasy feeling. She replayed the sales assistant’s words in her mind, piecing together memories of Yelena’s recent behavior. She furrowed her brows, her voice hesitant. “What if Yelena really is the designer for Moda Style p>
Katelyn waved the thought away with a dismissive laugh. “Don’t be ridiculous. Bella, you’re giving this nonsense too much thought. That sales assistant clearly made a mistake. If Yelena had something like that to her name, she wouldn’t stay quiet about it. She’d have rubbed it in our faces long ago. Trust me, there’s no way she’s a designer p>
“True,” Bella murmured, nodding in agreement with Katelyn. But inwardly, she resolved to keep a much closer eye on Yelena moving forward. Something didn’t add up, and Bella intended to uncover the truth.
As they arrived home, an unexpected sight greeted them. Two young men with brightly dyed hair were loitering near the entrance of the Harris residence, peering curiously inside.
Katelyn’s brow furrowed in irritation, while Bella and Bernice instinctively moved behind her, their cautious eyes fixed on the strangers.
The young men’s appearance was strikingly out of place in the upscale neighborhood. Their dyed hair, earpiercings, and tattoo-covered arms gave them an air of rebellion. To Bella and Bernice, who rarely encountered such characters, they seemed intimidating, even dangerous.