Chapter 436
Chapter 436:
Of course, Bella had never voiced these thoughts aloud to Donna.
Still, seeing Bella’s sudden eagerness, Donna thought it might make the event more lively with more help involved. She turned to Katelyn and Bernice, offering a warm smile. “Katelyn, Bernice, would you like to join as well p>
Bernice broke into a cold sweat, frantically signaling to Katelyn to refuse.
Katelyn knew her daughter Bernice better than anyone. Just like herself, Bernice wasn’t exactly thrilled about these outings. In fact, no one in the Harris family really enjoyed going to places like orphanages—except Donna.
It probably had something to do with Donna’s past. Losing memories and not knowing her parents might’ve made her appreciate moments like these more.
Katelyn said softly, “Donna, Bernice is just like me. She prefers to skip these places p>
Donna gave a casual nod. It wasn’t a big deal to her; she’d only asked out of politeness, not really expecting Katelyn and her daughter to come along.
Besides, Katelyn was still recovering, not exactly up for wandering around aimlessly.
“So, it’ll just be the three of us,” Donna said with a hint of ease. “Alright p>
“Okay p>
Though both Yelena and Bella agreed, there was a subtle difference in their tones. Bella’s voice carried a trace of reluctance.
Yelena picked up on it instantly, glancing at Bella with a curious eye.
Bella quickly avoided her gaze, looking away as if she had something to hide.
Yelena smirked quietly. It looked like Bella was scheming again.
The next day, Yelena headed back to Kheley University. When she arrived at the lab, Erica and Corbett were already there. Erica stood back, watching Corbett meticulously work on an experiment.
Corbett wouldn’t let her touch a thing, but Erica was already content to simply watch. She didn’t really mind. The experiment was intricate, and her undergraduate knowledge wasn’t quite enough to dive into it with confidence.
𝒇𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓱𝒆𝓭 𝒕𝓱𝓮𝓷𝒏𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓿𝒆𝓼
Yelena walked in, unnoticed by either of them.
“Had breakfast yet?” Yelena asked.
Erica, thrilled to see Yelena, greeted her with enthusiasm before resuming her silent observation.
Corbett’s stomach growled loudly at the mention of breakfast. He’d been at it since last night, not taking a break, let alone eating anything.
He simply had no other choice. Roland had been relentless, and his experimental data kept coming out wrong—failure after frustrating failure. Repetition after repetition was all he had left.
“Did you eat yet?” Corbett asked casually.
Yelena smiled softly. “I did, and I packed something from home for you guys. Not sure if it’ll be to your taste, though p>
Corbett assumed it was probably leftovers or something simple—maybe pieces of toast or something along those lines. Luckily, Corbett wasn’t picky about food. As long as it filled him up, what he ate didn’t really matter.
He stepped outside the lab, where a sleek takeout box sat elegantly on the table. Its black surface had a glossy, almost mirror-like finish that shifted beautifully with the light. Patterns danced across the surface, shimmering like something straight out of a gallery. Still, Corbett gave it just a passing glance before lifting the lid. At first, he thought it was extravagant to use such a fancy box for leftovers. But when he opened it, he was taken aback. Inside were sandwiches—made with what looked like Wagyu beef? And were those tiny, dark specks truffle flakes? Whatever they were, the sight of the food made Corbett’s mouth water. He couldn’t resist—he grabbed a piece and took a bite. Wow! The flavors hit him like a wave. Unexpected, delightful, and bursting with richness.
Erica, the foodie, couldn’t help but be drawn in when she heard about the meal. Even though she had already eaten breakfast, her curiosity got the best of her.