Chapter 152
Chapter 152:
Meanwhile, after leaving the scene, Yelena pulled out her phone and contacted Brody. She needed answers—who this Jacob Natt guy was and whether their paths had ever crossed. The name was unfamiliar, but the attack was too calculated to be random. Someone was orchestrating this, and Yelena intended to uncover the truth.
Brody listened carefully as Yelena outlined the situation. He set to work immediately, his focus sharp and determined. The situation made one thing clear—these people had no idea what they were getting themselves into. Did they even know who they were dealing with? To challenge Yelena so recklessly was nothing short of foolish.
After ending the call, she glanced at her watch as the night deepened. It was time to head home.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed again, the name flashing on the screen pulling a small smile to her lips—Cayson.
Her older brother had a packed schedule, but his affection for Yelena never wavered. Every call, every gift, every subtle gesture underscored how much he cherished her. He spoiled his sister shamelessly, and while Yelena accepted it with grace, it was a constant source of envy for Bella.
Bella, who had never really been close to Cayson, now seemed to fade further into the background with Yelena’s return—a shift that no one could ignore.
“Hey, Yelena, where are you?” Cayson asked.
“I’m heading home now,” Yelena replied, noting the faint urgency in his tone. “Is something wrong p>
“1 received an invitation from a business partner for their birthday party. The event is tomorrow, but I won’t be able to make it back in time. This partner is crucial to us, and missing it would send the wrong message. I was hoping you could go in my place and deliver a gift,” Cayson’s tone was hesitant as he explained the situation.
The timing was undeniably inconvenient. Cayson’s schedule had been packed with business trips, leaving him little room to maneuver.
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Yelena, ever composed, responded promptly. “Sure thing. Should I prepare the gift myself p>
“No need. I’ve already sent the gift to the house. It should have arrived by now. Just keep an eye out for any calls from the delivery guy,” Cayson replied, his instructions precise.
“Got it. I’ll keep an eye out,” Yelena assured him, her nod conveying her understanding even through the phone.
After hanging up, Yelena made her way home, mindful of Cayson’s instructions. She remained alert, ready to respond to any calls or updates, knowing how important this task was to her brother.
Unbeknownst to her, the delivery had already arrived earlier that day. Familiar with the Harris family’s routine, the courier had handed the packages directly to the butler, who now entered the house carrying a precarious stack. Most of the parcels, as usual, were for Bella.
Bella had a penchant for online shopping, reveling in the excitement of unboxing rather than the practicality of her purchases. Spotting the butler with the packages, Bella rushed over eagerly, practically bouncing as she claimed her deliveries.
Her arms loaded with boxes, Bella turned to head upstairs when her eyes fell on a package with Yelena’s name on it. She stopped abruptly, curiosity flickering across her face.