Chapter 121
Chapter 121:
“Show-off?” Erica blinked in confusion.
“Yeah, you know—Colden,” Yelena replied, shrugging as if it were no big deal.
But for Erica, it was a huge deal.
Her excitement bubbled over as she practically leapt out of her seat. “This is incredible! Yelena, I love you p>
Yelena pulled a face, pretending to be disgusted. “Alright, calm down. Let’s not get weird. Just focus on getting ready for your exams, okay p>
“Got it! Don’t worry, I’ll ace them!” Erica said, suddenly brimming with motivation.
From across the room, Bella cast them a disdainful glance. She couldn’t quite make out what had Erica and Yelena so thrilled, but their excitement irked her all the same.
One thing was certain in Bella’s mind—wherever Yelena was involved, drama was bound to follow.
As school let out, Yelena walked calmly toward the campus entrance, her mind preoccupied with her own thoughts.
But the excited murmurs and gasps from the gathered crowd quickly pulled her attention.
“Wow! Is that a Rolls-Royce Phantom? That’s amazing p>
“Look at that—it’s the legendary model. Limited edition p>
“Fewer than three of these exist worldwide. I’d die happy just seeing one up close p>
“This is so cool! You can’t just buy something like this, even if you have money p>
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The chatter buzzed like an electric current, and Yelena couldn’t help but glance toward the spectacle too.
As Yelena stepped closer, a sinking feeling settled in her chest. She recognized this car—it wasn’t just any Phantom. She’d seen it before, parked in a courtyard she’d once visited.
Her suspicions were confirmed as the back door of the car swung open with a quiet but definitive click.
Out stepped a pair of long, impeccably dressed legs, followed by the tall, commanding figure of a man who seemed to effortlessly draw every gaze toward him.
Yelena didn’t flinch. She wasn’t surprised by the man standing before her.
Dazzling as always, his presence was a force of nature.
He wore clothes devoid of visible logos or branding, yet their custom fit and exquisite craftsmanship spoke volumes.
His deep-set eyes carried an intensity that could pierce through anyone, and his chiseled features radiated an air of nobility and unshakable confidence.
“Yelena, it’s good to see you. I’ve been meaning to invite you to dinner for a while now,” Austin said, his voice rich and direct.
He was a decisive man, the type who turned intentions into actions without hesitation or second-guessing.
“You really don’t have to go out of your way like this,” Yelena said, her tone steady but laced with a hint of reluctance. “It’s really not necessary p>
The man standing before her carried an air of danger, the kind that warned her to keep her distance.