Chapter 449
Chapter 449:
The cost of the food wasn’t exactly breaking her bank account, but it certainly was for the poor delivery guy.
Yelena explained the mix-up to Corbett and Erica, keeping her tone calm despite the inconvenience.
Upon hearing it was unit A1004, Corbett’s expression shifted instantly—his brows furrowed, and a tense silence fell over the room.
“A1004, you said?” Corbett asked, his voice tight.
“Yes, A1004,” Yelena replied, narrowing her eyes. “What’s with that look? What’s the big deal about it p>
Was there some kind of monster there that made it off-limits?
Corbett shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat like a man about to spill some awkward truth. “Well, uh, that’s… Brinley’s lab p>
The moment he said the name, Erica froze, her face clouding with unease. Clearly, this was an unexpected twist.
Yelena, on the other hand, wasn’t one to let little details like that rattle her. She rolled her eyes and shrugged.
“So what?” she said breezily. “Even if there were monsters in there, I’d still go get our food. Ghosts don’t scare me, and neither does Brinley p>
Corbett clenched his jaw, his eyes narrowing with determination. “You’re right. Let’s go together p>
“Count me in,” Erica added with a determined nod. “The more of us there are, the stronger we are p>
Before long, the trio found themselves standing outside A1004. From behind the door came a chorus of loud voices, laughter, and, most tantalizing of all—the unmistakable aroma of their missing food.
Yelena and Corbett shared a knowing look. The evidence was damning. Whoever was inside clearly wasn’t playing fair—they’d already dug in.
R𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒯h𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 🅐t g𝓐l𝓷ovєls.𝓬•𝓶
That left them with no reason to hold back—together, they were ready to face whatever lay ahead.
Yelena stepped forward, her hand raised to knock on the door, but Corbett stopped her mid-motion. “Let me handle this!” he said, his tone firm.
Yelena couldn’t help but stifle a laugh at Corbett’s dramatic stance, and Erica chuckled softly beside her.
Corbett knocked loudly on the door, his knocks sharp and deliberate. A moment later, someone opened it.
Even with the door closed, the lingering aroma of the food had been strong. But now, with the door wide open, the scent was absolutely overpowering.
Corbett took a deep breath, struggling to keep his composure. That food should have been theirs, but now it was being savored by someone else!
The thought only fueled Corbett’s anger further. The cold, intense glare he shot at the person who answered was enough to make them step back slightly.
“It’s you? What do you want?” the person asked, their tone defensive and wary.
At the first sign of commotion, Brinley and her crew drifted toward the door, like sharks circling the shallows. Her eyes gleamed with predatory interest, and as soon as she spotted Corbett and his group, her lips curved into a mocking smirk.
“Well, look what the wind dragged in,” she scoffed, every word soaked in disdain. “Didn’t embarrass yourselves enough last time? Back for an encore performance p>
Yelena didn’t so much as blink in her direction. Her gaze sailed past Brinley’s smug face and zeroed in on the table inside the room. There it was—her special order from Coastal Port. The carefully packaged delivery, now torn open and half-devoured, sat like evidence of someone’s brazen disregard.
Erica’s patience detonated. “You’ve got some nerve! The only shameless ones here are you,” she snapped, her words cracking like a whip.