Chapter 145
Chapter 145:
That was when Jonathan spotted her. His gaze sharpened, and his brow furrowed as he tried to process what he was seeing. Was that… Yelena? What could Yelena possibly be doing here? This company was a rising star in Eighfast, already a market leader despite its relatively short existence. How could a simple, poor bumpkin like Yelena be here? The question echoed in Jonathan’s mind, laced with disbelief and a hint of disdain.
Could she be working here? The thought was laughable. This company was staffed with highly educated professionals—experts at the top of their game. Yelena, a high school dropout, wouldn’t likely qualify to be a janitor here, let alone hold a position of significance. Yelena’s presence at the company stirred suspicion in Jonathan’s mind. But the more he thought about it, the more certain he became—he hadn’t mistaken her. That was undoubtedly Yelena.
As Yelena walked away, Jonathan wasted no time. He marched back to the reception desk, determination etched on his face. The receptionist, catching sight of Jonathan again, sighed with growing exasperation. “Sir, why are you still here? I’ve already asked you to leave. If this continues, I’ll have to call security p>
Jonathan held up a hand defensively. “Relax. I just have one question, and then I’ll go. The young lady who just left—who is she? Why was she here p>
The receptionist’s demeanor shifted, becoming guarded. She straightened her posture and replied curtly, “She’s a friend of our manager. That’s all. Now, sir, please leave p>
Her patience was wearing thin. She’d dealt with her fair share of stubborn visitors, but this one took the cake. Jonathan, however, ignored the sharpness in her tone, mulling over her response. “A friend of the manager p>
The gears in his mind began to turn. Was it possible that Yelena had connections within the company’s upper management? A plan began to take shape in his head. If Yelena truly knew someone influential here, she could serve as his ticket to an introduction. His expression softened into a grin, his earlier frustration giving way to a spark of hope. Finally, it seemed he’d found a way forward.
He couldn’t get past the receptionist to meet the higher-ups, but with Yelena’s help? Now, that was a different story. Jonathan didn’t once consider the irony of his thoughts. He ignored how his family had treated Yelena when they cruelly forced her out, choosing instead to cling to the belief that she owed them something simply because they had raised her.
𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊: 𝖌ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫺𝖼𝗈𝗆
Meanwhile, Yelena was oblivious to Jonathan’s scheming. After leaving the company, she decided to stroll around for a while. Her parents were out of town for the day and wouldn’t be back anytime soon, leaving the house in Bella’s hands. And if Yelena had a choice, she’d rather spend her time wandering aimlessly than endure Bella’s presence.
She made her way toward the bustling heart of the town, the lively streets buzzing with energy. To save a little time, Yelena opted for a shortcut through the maze of alleys. The area was a labyrinth of narrow streets and winding lanes, each twisting unpredictably into the next.
As Yelena’s footsteps echoed softly on the uneven pavement, a faint sound reached her ears. “Help… help me p>
Yelena froze, her ears straining as she caught the faint sound of a voice calling for help. For a moment, she thought she must have misheard, but then the cry came again—desperate and unmistakable. It was indeed a girl calling for help.
Her brow furrowed as she honed in on the sound. The faint, chilling echo of another voice followed, rough and filled with menace. “Shut your mouth if you want to stay alive,” the rough voice growled, the words sharp and menacing. “Do as you’re told, and this will all be over quickly p>