Chapter 126
Chapter 126:
His mouth opened slightly in disbelief.
“What the hell is going on p>
Finally, unable to contain himself, he pushed back his chair and stood abruptly. “Is this really happening? I don’t even do anything bad—well, maybe flirt a little. But do I really deserve p>
His instincts told him that he was being targeted.
Austin, on the other hand, leaned back in his chair, his expression half-amused, half-disapproving. “What are you waiting for? You know what you have to do,” Austin said, his tone carrying a sharp edge. “Or do you want to be the last of the Bowen family? Because at this rate, that’s where you’re headed p>
While Austin’s tone was deliberate… Serious, the underlying message was clear—John’s antics had finally caught up with him, and Austin thought he could use a lesson in humility. Reluctantly, John gave in.
Picking up the green chili and raw garlic from the table, he stared at them as though they were punishment incarnate. With a resigned sigh, he bit into the chili first, his face contorting as the heat hit him. Then, the garlic—sharp, pungent, and overpowering. He held his breath, chewed quickly, and swallowed, his eyes watering from the intensity.
“Dear God,” he groaned, his voice muffled as he gasped for air. “This is unbearable p>
Austin smirked slightly, while Yelena remained impassive, the faintest flicker of amusement dancing in her eyes. He had observed everything closely, catching the subtle movements of Yelena’s hand and the gleam of the silver needle she’d used to orchestrate the mishaps. John, too preoccupied with his own confusion, hadn’t noticed a thing.
John had a habit of running his mouth, and a little harmless lesson seemed well-deserved. At least, that was how Austin felt. Maybe this would teach him to think twice before speaking so recklessly.
𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻: gⲁ𝗅ⲛ𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝗈𝗺
After forcing down a chili and two cloves of garlic, John turned to Yelena, his eyes watery and his voice strained. “Is that enough now p>
Yelena gave him a cool glance. “It’s best to eat them all,” she replied calmly. “The more you eat, the better the effect p>
John groaned but reluctantly dug in, determined to rid himself of the “misfortune.” By the time he’d finished everything on the plate, he was visibly struggling. Covering his mouth, he stumbled out of the room in a rush, desperate to rinse his mouth and recover from the fiery ordeal.
Once John was gone, Yelena turned to Austin with a curious look. “I thought you were gonna tell him it was just a prank p>
Yelena knew that her actions couldn’t have escaped Austin’s attention.
Austin smirked knowingly. “Why should I? Besides, he needs the discipline,” he replied with a casual shrug.
Yelena chuckled, amused by his nonchalance.
If John overheard, he’d likely explode with indignation, ranting about how Austin had chosen a girl over a friend. The thought amused her even more, lifting her mood.
The dishes at this club were a cut above—each one crafted with precision and creativity. The flavors were gentle yet refined, elevating even the simplest ingredients into culinary masterpieces. Yelena found herself enjoying the food immensely, while Austin watched her with quiet satisfaction. It was nice to see that unlike many women who nibbled at their meals, pretending to be full after a bite or two, Yelena had no such pretenses. She enjoyed her food without hesitation, her ease and appetite a refreshing change that lightened the atmosphere.