Chapter 354
Chapter 354:
After a late night at the Barton Group’s anniversary gala, the Harris family returned home well past midnight. Unsurprisingly, Yelena woke up later than usual the next day to a house steeped in silence—everyone else had already left to start their day. Embracing the rare tranquility, she decided to stay in. A lazy day of rest felt like exactly what she needed.
Meanwhile, Bella had been consumed by restless thoughts about Yelena’s true identity. The nagging uncertainty gnawed at her, driving her to action. Early that morning, Bella resolved to uncover the truth, no matter how elusive it might be. Was there really more to Yelena than met the eye? The question wouldn’t let her rest.
Clutching a photo of Yelena, Bella headed to the Moda Style boutique, her curiosity sharp and unrelenting. This time, a new sales assistant was on duty, presenting an opportunity Bella didn’t intend to waste.
She strolled into the store, feigning casual interest in the latest collection. Her gaze flicked over the displays as though she were an ordinary shopper.
It wasn’t long before the sales assistant approached, all smiles and professional eagerness.
Bella lingered over a rack of elegant dresses and then turned with a practiced smile. “Is your designer here today p>
The sales assistant hesitated for a moment before replying, “No, she hasn’t been in for the past few days p>
“Oh, that’s such a shame! I was really hoping to meet her. I just adore her designs!” Bella’s smile widened, her enthusiasm dialed up a notch.
“Really? I’m obsessed with her too! She’s beyond talented — like, even as a woman, I find her absolutely mesmerizing!” The sales associate’s face lit up with shared enthusiasm.
Bella leaned in slightly, her tone shifting to something more conspiratorial. “You won’t believe this, but I actually have a photo of her,” she said, pulling out her phone and swiping to a picture of Yelena.
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The sales assistant gasped, her eyes widening in delight. “No way! You have a solo shot of her? All I have is this old group photo from a store event, and it’s so grainy. Your picture is stunning!” Bella offered a polite smile, though her mind churned beneath the surface.
“Yeah, I guess I’m lucky,” she replied, trying her best to cover her inner turmoil.
Yelena was indeed the designer for Moda Style. The implications of what she was uncovering were staggering.
Her heart raced, but Bella kept her composure. “Just to confirm, your designer’s name is Yelena Roberts, right p>
“Absolutely,” the sales assistant replied, her admiration for Yelena practically radiating. “Isn’t that such a beautiful name? It’s so fitting for someone as amazing as her p>
Bella’s expression shifted, her practiced smile melting into something colder, sharper.
The sudden change wasn’t lost on the associate, who hesitated, concern flickering across her face. “Miss Harris, is something wrong p>
Bella blinked, snapping herself back to the moment. “Oh, no! Not at all,” she said quickly, forcing a light laugh. “I just wish I could’ve met her. What a missed opportunity p>
The sales assistant, relieved, offered a sympathetic smile. “I know! But she’s got so much on her plate. She hardly ever stops by except to drop off new designs. She’s always working on something amazing p>
The truth about Yelena’s designer identity had only come to light recently, even among those in the know at Moda Style. It had been a well-guarded secret, one Bella had just stumbled upon.
“Is that so?” Bella muttered, barely masking her unease. Her mind whirled. This revelation shifted everything.
She and Yelena were scheduled to be interned at the Harris Group’s design department soon, something Bella had anticipated with confidence.