Chapter 950
Chapter 950:
Yelena nodded. “Okay p>
With her phone in hand, she idly passed the time, but soon, boredom began to creep in.
Then, like an ill wind carrying unwelcome news, a taunting voice sliced through the air. “Yelena, what are you even doing here? Came looking for Austin, did you? Valhaven isn’t a place just anyone can waltz into. Membership is required. If you’re that desperate to get in, you can beg me. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll consider taking you inside p>
Carly’s eyes gleamed with undisguised derision as she approached, her tone dripping with condescension.
Yelena lifted her gaze and saw Carly standing beside Leanna, both women wearing smug expressions, relishing the moment as they waited for her reaction.
Yelena found their arrogance laughable.
“Oh? Is that so?” Yelena’s voice was light, almost amused.
Leanna smirked. “If you beg us, we might be generous enough to take you with us p>
“And if I don’t?” Yelena asked, her tone deceptively casual.
Leanna faltered, caught off guard. She had assumed that Yelena—small-town woman that she was—would jump at the chance, believing she had no other way in. In her mind, Yelena must have been stranded outside, anxiously awaiting an opportunity.
Carly sneered. “Suit yourself. If she’s going to be stubborn, let’s just go in without her p>
Carly nodded at Leanna, ready to leave.
But before they could take a step, Yelena’s voice rang out like a sudden crack of thunder. “Hold on a second p>
Carly and Leanna exchanged a glance, a flicker of amusement passing between them like a secret signal.
Carly could hardly wait for the moment Yelena would plead—her pride crumbling, desperation etched onto her face. And when that moment came, Carly would relish every second of it before turning her down with a smile as sweet as poison.
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Leanna, too, smirked, her anticipation barely concealed. This was going to be entertaining.
Yelena handed the waiter at the door a card she had taken from her bag. The waiter was taken aback when seeing the card. As soon as he recovered from the shock, he called the restaurant manager. “An honored guest!” he exclaimed under his breath.
Within moments, the restaurant manager appeared, his smile so wide it was almost comical. With a respectful bow, he greeted Yelena as though she were royalty. “Miss, we are truly honored to have you here p>
Yelena remained impassive. “I’d like the private room on the top floor p>
“Absolutely! Right this way, please. It’s already prepared for you,” the manager said, practically bending over backward in eagerness.
Leanna and Carly were slightly taken aback. As the manager escorted Yelena inside, Carly finally got over it. “What’s there to be so proud of?” she said with a chilly snort.
Yelena moved with purpose, each step like a well-worn rhythm, a pattern she had long since mastered.
Without warning, warmth spread through her palm as Austin walked over and gently took her hand into his.
Her fingers twitched ever so slightly at the contact, but Austin’s grip only tightened, a silent promise to never let go.
She glanced at him, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.