Chapter 1023
Chapter 1023:
Yelena offered a knowing smile, unfooled by the subtle maneuver before her. “It’s nothing. I’m merely assisting Dr. Robinson,” she replied calmly.
Jarrod stepped forward to further defuse any lingering tension. “Indeed, Yelena has been tremendously helpful just now p>
He turned to Yelena with a grateful look. “Yelena, thank you p>
With a gracious smile, Yelena replied, “It’s nothing p>
As Ellen observed the exchange between Yelena and Jarrod, her brow furrowed in confusion. Her previous suspicions seemed to have been misplaced. The villa they were staying in—though merely a small part of the Bowen family’s vast holdings—offered a sanctuary of security. As a result, they had been undisturbed during this time, allowing Aitana’s condition to steadily improve.
At two in the morning, Elva Mason crushed a sleeping pill into warm milk when the sound of colliding glassware echoed from the next room.
She watched the swaying figures in the west courtyard corridor on the monitor, grabbed her phone, and called the security department. “I need the surveillance footage near the neighboring villa. Yes, the group John brought in p>
Yelena had just removed her blood-stained gloves when the doorbell rang urgently. Austin maneuvered his wheelchair toward the door, but she held onto the armrest. “Don’t move; your wounds have just stopped bleeding p>
Outside, a woman stood wrapped in a Chanel tweed coat, her nails sparkling with small diamonds under the lights.
Elva’s critical gaze swept over Yelena’s faded jeans before settling on her face. Her eyes narrowed, a complex light flashing in them as she recognized a resemblance between Yelena and a photo of a baby Scarlet kept locked away in her safe.
“Do you know what time it is?” Elva raised her latest foldable-screen phone, its lock screen wallpaper showing her with Scarlet at a charity gala. “You itinerant healers p>
“MS. Mason p>
Austin’s voice emerged from the shadows of the entrance. His commanding presence made Elva’s eyelids twitch, though she couldn’t see his face clearly.
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Elva had assumed the people seeking refuge at John’s villa were just ordinary folks.
Yelena stepped in front of Austin, a hemostatic clamp peeking from her pocket. “Sorry, we’ll try to keep it down p>
“You’ll try?” Elva snapped, clearly irritated. “You’re causing disturbances in the middle of the night. Can you show some respect? Who are you to overstep? If you disturb Ms. Marshall’s rest here again, I will have you all removed p>
At that moment, John hurried over. He apologized to Elva first and then promised, “From tonight, there won’t be any noise p>
Austin looked at John, his brows slightly furrowed. It was the first time he had seen John so deferential, and that too towards someone not even a family member.
Elva snorted coldly, eyeing John. “I’ll forgive you this time for the sake of your loyalty. But there better not be a next time, or I won’t be so courteous p>
John’s frown deepened, a flash of displeasure in his eyes, but he held back his anger and replied, “Understood, I promise p>
With another haughty snort, Elva raised her chin and departed.
John watched her leave, then turned to find both Yelena and Austin watching him. Their expressions were a mix of surprise and skepticism. Embarrassed, John chuckled, scratched his head, and said, “When you’re in someone else’s house, you have to follow their rules. You understand, right?” He glanced from Austin to Yelena. “I’ll move Yelena to a different room, one not opposite Ms. Marshall’s, to ensure it’ll be quieter p>
Austin remarked dryly, “Nitpicking p>
Despite Yelena’s room being directly across from Scarlet’s, the distance between them was considerable. Moreover, Yelena’s experiments, even with occasional glassware collisions, were hardly loud enough to be disruptive; they were certainly no explosions. John agreed with Austin’s assessment but felt powerless, as Elva was indeed being overly critical.