Chapter 319
Chapter 319:
Whatever the reason, it had to be kept confidential.
With Leonel out of the picture, John and Yelena quietly slipped into the ICU ward. Shutting the door behind them, they closed the blinds and approached the bed.
“Austin, it’s all clear now. You can drop the act. That old fox is gone,” John said, his grin wide.
The figure on the bed, previously lying motionless, suddenly sat up. “He’s gone for sure? He didn’t catch on, did he p>
“Relax. He’s far too busy scheming to notice anything unusual,” Yelena leaned against the wall, her expression calm as she remarked.
“Just as I expected.” Austin smirked, his eyes sharp with sarcasm.
“Ah, there it is—Leonel’s mask slipping again.” John sneered, his voice dripping with derision. “Bet he’s rehearsing for his big shareholder circus now p>
“Let him play the part,” Austin replied, his tone sharp and icy.
The time to strike wasn’t now. The pieces of the game were still shifting, the stakes rising with each move. It wasn’t a fight that could end prematurely—it had to be precise, calculated.
Austin’s thoughts drifted back to the accident. His father’s wreckage was more than a tragic mishap; it reeked of deliberate intent. The clues pointed in one chilling direction, but could he truly accept that Leonel, his own uncle, might be behind it?
The betrayal felt too monstrous, too surreal to reconcile. Yet, the truth had a way of clawing its way to the surface, and the moment of reckoning loomed closer with every passing day.
“Yeah, let him bask in his spotlight for now,” John said, a sly grin tugging at his lips. “Oh, and one more thing—your cousin’s making a comeback. Word is, he’s as ruthless as ever. Keep your guard up. That one’s no walk in the park p>
𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭:
Reuben’s connections were as far-reaching as ever. Though he hadn’t even stepped foot back in the country, his name was already circulating among the offspring of the elite.
“I’m aware. My people have already updated me,” Austin said calmly, ever the man of preparation and certainty.
His network wasn’t just for show—he had strategically placed his own operatives within Leonel’s inner circle to monitor every move.
“Good. Then get some rest. Yelena and I will head out for now,” John said, his tone casual but his intent focused. Keeping tabs on Leonel was a full-time job, and he needed to be sharp.
“Make sure Yelena gets home safely,” Austin said gently but firmly.
“Relax, it’s handled,” John replied with a grin before guiding Yelena to the car.
When they arrived at Yelena’s family home, the air was lively. Conversations and laughter spilled out into the evening, a stark contrast to the storm brewing elsewhere. But what caught Yelena off guard was Katelyn’s presence. Didn’t Katelyn say she had been busy lately?
Nevertheless, Yelena greeted Katelyn politely, offering the respect due to her seniority.
Katelyn, however, responded with little more than a curt “Hmm p>
Yelena shrugged it off without a second thought and headed upstairs after exchanging pleasantries with her family.
Katelyn’s eyes narrowed as Yelena left the room, her voice laced with disapproval. “Donna, you really ought to discipline Yelena more. She’s as unrefined as ever. How do you expect her to marry into a respectable family with that attitude p>
Donna’s pleasant expression faltered slightly, her tone firm as she replied, “Katelyn, that’s enough. Yelena’s happiness is what matters to us, and we won’t impose expectations on her life p>
Katelyn’s lips thinned, clearly dissatisfied. “I’m only looking out for the Harris family’s reputation. Yelena’s behavior reflects on all of us. If people think she’s uncultured, it could damage the family’s standing p>