Chapter 499
Chapter 499:
The scene wasn’t lost on the reporters, whose cameras eagerly captured the tender moment. Quiet murmurs spread among them, praising Yelena’s warmth and patience.
Bella stood a few steps away, her arms crossed tightly as she glared at the unfolding scene.
“Humph,” she muttered under her breath. “It’s all just a performance. Who couldn’t do that p>
Sebastian, standing nearby, caught her words and couldn’t suppress a small smirk.
She was not wrong—anyone could put on a show for the cameras. But Bella wouldn’t even bother to try!
Meanwhile, Donna was in her element, gracefully orchestrating a dessert-making session with the children. The table in front of her was a feast of colors and scents as she prepared beautiful cupcakes, chocolate chiffon cake, and vibrant donuts. The chiffon cake, requiring the longest time to bake, was handed off to the staff.
Donna then gathered the children to help with the donuts, encouraging their creativity.
The kids eagerly shaped the dough into turtles, superheroes, flowers, and other imaginative forms, their laughter bubbling up as they worked.
The tantalizing aroma of chocolate cake soon began to waft through the air, mingling with the chatter and giggles of the children.
The donuts were also slid into the fryer, the surface slowly turning golden and crispy in the boiling oil.
Bella, standing at a distance, watched Yelena kneading dough with the children, her displeasure deepening.
Her arms tightened around herself as she glared, a storm brewing in her dark expression.
“I’ll help too,” Bella declared, squeezing in next to the others, eager to assist. However, as she regarded the sticky dough, she hesitated, uncertain where to begin.
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Her freshly manicured, glittering nails seemed vulnerable.
Would they survive contact with the dough?
This concern made Bella hesitant to dive in.
Meanwhile, Yelena was already a hit among the children. They were enchanted by the charming shapes she created from the dough—Mickey Mouse, SpongeBob, Superman.
Their eyes twinkled with excitement as they watched Yelena.
“Yelena, you’re amazing,” they continuously praised. Yelena, smiling confidently, skillfully assisted the children in shaping their own creations.
A reporter, drawn by Yelena’s adeptness, approached and inquired, “Miss, are you a baker p>
Yelena, without pausing her work, simply responded, “No.” The reporter, sensing Yelena’s preference for privacy, held back further questions.
Earlier, Sebastian had briefed the reporters that Yelena and Donna wished to remain low-profile, hence they only captured background and profile shots of them, barely showing Donna’s face.
Bella was not to be outdone.
Convinced she could match Yelena’s debut, she mustered a smile and addressed the children, saying, “What shapes would you like for your donuts? I can make them too p>
The children glanced at Bella but soon turned away, showing little interest in engaging with her.
Despite their youth, they were perceptive enough to sense Bella’s lack of genuine enthusiasm. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes.
Moreover, they were already fond of Yelena’s dough art. There was doubt about Bella’s capability.
Feeling isolated, Bella stood awkwardly apart.
Observing this, the headmistress, Agate Blakely, encouraged some of the more outgoing children to interact with Bella.
As they approached, Bella’s demeanor softened.
With a genuine smile, she asked, “What shapes do you like p>
The children responded with eager chatter.
Bella gestured for the reporters to snap photos, but they were too captivated by Yelena’s activities to notice her signals. It wasn’t the reporters’ fault; Yelena’s exceptional work simply held more appeal.
Frustrated, Bella resolved to craft impressive dough shapes to capture the reporters’ attention and the children’s admiration.
Determined, she began kneading the dough.
However, Bella quickly discovered that shaping the dough was much more challenging than she anticipated.
The dough, which seemed compliant in Yelena’s hands, was unruly with hers. Despite her best efforts, the shapes were not forming as she envisioned.