Chapter 437
Chapter 437:
When Erica stepped outside and saw the takeout box on the table, she was absolutely floored.
“Yelena, is this box the real thing?” she asked, her voice a mix of awe and disbelief.
Corbett frowned slightly, puzzled. What was special about this takeout box? What was there to be real or fake about it?
From inside the lab, Yelena called back nonchalantly, “I don’t know. My mom told me to use it p>
Erica stared at the box, speechless. She recognized it instantly. Yelena probably had no idea, but that box belonged to a famous collection—a piece she had once seen on a TV show.
In the show, a celebrity’s home tour revealed similar items—a whole set of bowls, dishes, and everything. The celebrity explained that it wasn’t just about functionality; it was about art—beautiful, priceless art meant to be admired, not just used.
Curious, Erica had taken a screenshot during the show and looked it up afterward.
What she found shook her to the core. The price tag was staggering—six figures for the set!
At first, Erica couldn’t wrap her head around using something so exorbitantly expensive for food storage. Most would treat it like a work of art, displayed more than used. Yet, here Yelena was, packing breakfast into a box that could have easily been a centerpiece on display.
Corbett, now satisfied and energized, leaned back into his chair, feeling refreshed after the unexpected meal. Still, he found it strange that Yelena had stayed inside the lab for so long without stepping out. Was something wrong? Suddenly, Corbett realized something and rose from his seat so quickly that his chair tipped over, startling Erica.
He burst into the lab, his voice sharp and loud. “What are you doing p>
Yelena looked up, frowning slightly. “I’m working on the experiment p>
𝖀𝗽𝗅𝗈𝖆𝖉 𝖙𝗋𝗮𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝗈 𝗀ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧉𝖼𝗈𝗆
Corbett froze for a second, the irritation in his eyes flashing to life. “Do you even know what you’re doing?!” he snapped. “Didn’t I tell you not to touch the equipment? What if you break something? Can you afford to take responsibility p>
Yelena knew she had messed up by starting without his permission. Her expression shifted as she admitted quietly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done anything without asking p>
Corbett’s fury surged. “Get out!” he barked.
Yelena didn’t argue. She turned and left the lab without a word. With a resounding thud, Corbett slammed the door shut. The impact was forceful enough to make the entire frame shudder, as if it might crumble at any second.
Erica stood frozen, her eyes wide and trembling slightly as she watched Yelena exit the lab. The silence hung heavy between them.
In Erica’s mind, Yelena had always been flawless—sharp, precise, and never one to make careless mistakes.
“You weren’t messing around in there, were you?” Erica asked cautiously, her voice laced with concern.
Yelena glanced toward the lab and simply said, “No p>
Erica trusted Yelena without question. If Yelena said she wasn’t messing around, then it was the truth—no room for doubt.
Just as Erica let out a relieved breath, Corbett came storming in, his eyes locking onto Yelena. “What exactly did you do in there p>
Worried Corbett might lose his temper, Erica quickly rose to her feet and stepped protectively in front of Yelena. She spoke carefully, her voice soft yet firm. “I think you’re misunderstanding something. Yelena didn’t p>
But Yelena cut in, her voice calm and steady. “If you want guidance, perhaps at least start with a better attitude p>
Corbett froze. So, Yelena had touched something in the lab after all.
Erica stared at Yelena, her mind racing. No way! Yelena had never lied. If she had gotten herself into trouble, why wouldn’t she just own up to it?