Chapter 141
Chapter 141:
The concert wrapped up flawlessly, leaving everyone buzzing with excitement. The audience was left wanting more, craving the next performance. Many fans were already hoping Colden would announce more shows—at least two or three more dates to feed their hunger for his music.
With the concert behind them, people scattered to their homes, each one catching their breath after the whirlwind of events. Katelyn and Bernice, realizing it wasn’t right to overstay their welcome at the Harris family villa, headed back to the Herrera household.
At the Harris family home one day, things felt unusually calm. It was rare for the entire family to sit down for a meal together, especially with the chaos of work at the company pulling everyone in different directions. Callum, in particular, had been so swamped with work that family dinners had become almost nonexistent. But today, finally, he could sit down and enjoy the moment with his loved ones.
Donna, knowing how much Yelena adored shrimp, had specifically requested the chef prepare them for dinner. She wanted to make sure Yelena felt special, giving her only the best. Donna couldn’t help but feel like she owed Yelena a great deal from the past, and this was her way of making it up.
She carefully served some more food on Yelena’s plate with a warm smile. “Yelena, you should eat a bit more. You’ve seemed to lose some weight recently p>
“Is the food not to your liking?” Yelena glanced up, her eyes calm. “Mom, I haven’t lost any weight. And the food’s great p>
“That’s good to hear,” Donna replied, her face lighting up with affection. “If there’s anything you particularly enjoy, just let me know, and I’ll have the kitchen prepare it for you p>
“Of course, Mom,” Yelena responded with a nod, then turned her attention back to her plate, resuming her meal. Watching from across the table, Bella felt a pang of irritation. Donna’s favoritism was becoming far too obvious. All Donna seemed to see these days was Yelena—such an opportunist, always in the spotlight.
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Donna, sensing Bella’s discontent, added a piece of chicken to her plate as well. Bella’s eyes brightened at the sight of the chicken. She shot Yelena a pointed, challenging look before subtly extending her leg under the table. With a swift motion, Bella stomped hard on Yelena’s foot.
It was intentional. She couldn’t stand how unfazed Yelena was, how easily she savored the shrimp without a care in the world. The tablecloth covered her actions, so no one would notice. Plus, Bella was wearing clean indoor slippers, which meant no evidence like a shoe print would be left behind. Even if Yelena complained, without proof, there was no way Callum or Donna would take her side.
Bella wanted Yelena to bear this in silence, just as Yelena had always done to Bella in the past. But then, to Bella’s surprise, Yelena gave her a faint smile. And before Bella could react, she felt a sharp, sudden pain shoot through her foot.
It was a swift kick—hard, precise, and immediate. Bella’s face drained of color as the pain hit her all at once. She stared at Yelena in stunned disbelief. “Damn it,” she thought. This had to be Yelena’s revenge.
Yelena was wearing slippers too, but hers were sturdier, and she had put all her strength into that kick. The pain was unbearable. Yet, Yelena carried on eating as if nothing had happened at all. Meanwhile, Bella’s eyes began to well up with tears.
Donna, ever attentive, noticed the change in Bella’s expression. “Bella, what’s wrong p>