Chapter 1059
Chapter 1059:
The call connected after a few rings, and Yelena’s soft, clear voice floated through. “What’s wrong p>
“I saw the photo of you and Coulson at your house. Ellen showed it to me,” Austin said bluntly.
On the other end, Yelena fell silent for a moment before letting out a light chuckle. “Oh, that? I already told you, we ran into each other on the plane p>
She cut herself off mid-sentence, a sudden realization striking her. At first, she had worried Austin might be jealous, so she had rushed to explain. But something about this situation didn’t sit right.
Callum and Donna had always been protective of her relationship with Austin. There was no way they would secretly snap a photo and send it to Ellen—or anyone else from the Barton family, for that matter. Cayson wouldn’t have done it either.
That left only one possibility.
“I know,” Austin said, his voice dropping into a low register. “Whoever sent that photo did it deliberately. The motive is obvious p>
Yelena’s tone hardened. “Someone in the Harris family is trying to drive a wedge between us p>
“Exactly,” Austin murmured, the edges of his words laced with a cold sneer.
“And that person is probably Bella p>
“It’s Bella p>
Their suspicions aligned in an instant.
And at that very moment, somewhere across town, Bella sneezed. Wrinkling her nose, she muttered, “Who’s badmouthing me?” Ever since Dina had started suspecting Bella’s involvement with Jarvis, she had refused to let Bella stay at his apartment.
Now that the holidays had come to an end, Bella had no choice but to leave the Harris estate as promised and take up residence at a hotel. Of course, since it was a Harris Group hotel, she wasn’t paying a cent. But without anyone to wait on her hand and foot, she still felt thoroughly dissatisfied. Just then, the doorbell rang.
Bella barely glanced up, assuming it was Jarvis. A flicker of disdain passed through her eyes as she muttered, “Can’t help but demean himself, can he p>
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But the next second, something felt off.
Wait. Jarvis wasn’t debasing himself by pursuing her.
A strange sense of unease prickled at Bella’s skin. She peered through the peephole—and her expression darkened. Standing outside were Harold and Megan.
If Megan hadn’t run her mouth, there was no way Harold would have found out she had switched hotels.
Bella had been kind to Megan, but in the end, this was how Megan showed her loyalty?
Megan was crossing the line, repaying kindness with betrayal after all Bella had done.
Bella had no intention of opening the door. Without hesitation, she reached for her phone to call the front desk and have security deal with them. But before she could dial, her phone vibrated with an incoming message. It was from Harold.
Bella tapped the screen, and as she read, her face contorted in frustration. “Bella, I know you’re in there. If you don’t open the door, I’ll cause a scene in the hotel. This is a Harris Group hotel, isn’t it? I wonder what people will think when they find out who your real parents are.” Her grip on the phone tightened, her nails biting into her palm.
“Go ahead and make a scene. You’ll end up with nothing p>
Harold’s phone buzzed. He glanced down at the screen, his lips curving into a smirk.
Megan leaned in, anxiety flickering in her eyes. She clutched Harold’s arm, voice low and urgent. “What do we do? You can’t cause a scene p>
If the Harris family learned the truth—that Bella’s real parents were still alive—she would lose everything. And if Bella lost everything, they would be left with nothing as well.