Chapter 181
Chapter 181:
Her voice carried a subtle tone of pride, as though Roger’s attention was evidence of her growing importance. Sonya believed Roger cared deeply for her, but she also knew exactly how to handle him.
While she entertained his affections now, she secretly thought that once she achieved her dream of stardom, she might not even give him a second glance.
Her thoughts were already consumed with visions of her glamorous future as a celebrity.
Tatiana’s ears perked up at their conversation, and she couldn’t resist chiming in. Her voice was brimming with satisfaction as she said, “Sonya, this is your chance. If you marry Roger, you’ll never have to worry about anything again p>
Sonya rolled her eyes, though a playful smile tugged at her lips. “Mom, I’ve got it under control. Don’t worry. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to pick out something nice. I’ve got plans this weekend p>
Sonya chuckled to herself as she walked upstairs, while Tatiana’s face lit up with eager approval. “Good, good. Just make sure you dress nicely. First impressions are everything p>
Her enthusiasm bordered on comical, like an eager mother on a mission to marry her daughter into wealth.
The weekend dawned bright and sunny. Yelena, with no pressing plans, decided to sleep in and savor the morning. But then her blissful slumber was interrupted by the shrill ringing of her phone.
It was Brody.
Groaning, she reached for it, her voice hoarse with sleep as she answered, “This better be important p>
On the other end, Brody’s chuckle echoed, his tone amused. “Listen, I just got word there’s some great stuff at the underground market today. Haven’t you been on the lookout for some quality jade? Thought you’d want to check it out p>
Yelena perked up slightly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Brody had a knack for uncovering leads on hidden treasures, and he knew her well enough to know she wouldn’t pass up a chance like this.
Plus, Yelena had an uncanny knack for spotting treasures amid junk.
That was why, whenever he caught wind of new opportunities, he made sure she was the first to know. He was always eager to nudge her into another treasure hunt, confident she’d unearth something extraordinary. Her instincts were sharp, almost unerring.
“Are you serious?” Yelena asked, sitting up in bed, her interest piqued.
She didn’t have anything else planned for the day, and the idea of exploring something new was tempting. Brody’s excitement was palpable even through the phone. “Of course! It’s reliable info—lots of new stock just came in p>
“Alright,” she said finally. “Send me the address. I’ll check it out.” It was better than sitting at home and getting bored.
Her parents were likely off with friends, leaving her free to explore.
“Done!” Brody replied, and within moments, the address pinged her phone.
After washing up and having breakfast, Yelena set out. The underground market was as secretive as ever, its location shifting constantly to remain under the radar.
It was a haven for the discerning and the daring—a hidden world where buyers and sellers could haggle over rare and unusual items.
Though many visitors appeared ordinary, Yelena knew better. Beneath their unassuming facades, they were seasoned experts, each with a sharp eye for authenticity and value.
Yelena kept her appearance low-key, donning a simple outfit and a hat to avoid recognition.