Chapter 550
Chapter 550:
Yelena paused for a moment, expecting Cayson to share something important, only to realize it wasn’t as serious as she thought. She reassured him with a calm tone, “It’s fine. I can handle it p>
Cayson frowned slightly, his concern evident, but he didn’t want to undermine Yelena’s confidence.
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up. Things are a bit chaotic here,” Yelena said.
“Alright,” Cayson replied, still uneasy.
Unsure about what could be occupying Yelena without the machine, Cayson felt extremely uneasy and decided to visit the manufacturing department to see for himself. When Bella noticed he was leaving, she quickly followed him. “Are you going to see Yelena? Can I tag along p>
Cayson stopped and turned to face her, his brow furrowed, a complex expression crossing his face. Bella felt the weight of Cayson’s scrutinizing gaze, sensing that he could see right through her. She bit her lip and trailed after him anyway.
Without saying a word, Cayson led the way to the car, and they drove to the factory.
When they arrived, they found Yelena crouched on the floor, her hands and clothes smeared with oil, looking a bit disheveled. “Yelena…” Cayson began, but Bella cut him off, her voice loud and sharp. “Yelena, what are you doing p>
The suddenness of Bella’s voice startled everyone, and several people instinctively turned to look at her. Yelena set down the tool she was holding and gave Bella a flat glance. She had almost been startled herself, but thankfully, her hands were steady enough to prevent any mistakes.
Cayson walked over to Yelena and asked, “What’s going on p>
Manuel Wilson, the man in charge here, looked at Cayson with concern and hesitated before speaking. “Mr. Harris, she… she’s p>
“Did something happen? Is she hurt?” Cayson asked, his worry evident.
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Manuel was surprised. He had expected Cayson to be angry, but instead, he seemed genuinely concerned about Yelena.
Yelena stood up, and without a second thought, Cayson offered her his handkerchief. She took it and used it to clean her hands.
Bella, standing nearby, was shocked. Her face registered disbelief. She had always thought of Yelena as a naive country girl. And it turned out she really was! Did Yelena even realize how expensive Cayson’s handkerchief was? And she just used it to wipe her oil-stained hands like it was some disposable napkin?
Yelena looked down at the handkerchief, her brow furrowing slightly at the sight of the smear on it. She hadn’t realized it was Cayson’s handkerchief when he handed it to her. She had thought it was just a tissue, and by the time she realized her mistake, it was too late. Cayson’s handkerchief was a rare, limited edition accessory and quite expensive.
“I’ll replace it for you,” Yelena said quickly, feeling a twinge of guilt.
Cayson glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, his tone calm. “It’s fine. It did its job. What’s going on here?” he asked.
Yelena explained, “The machine malfunctioned, and no one knows how to fix it. The repair technician is out of town on a business trip p>
Machines like these were actually rare in the country, and only a few repairmen specialized in them. Usually, one repairman covered multiple locations.
“So you decided to fix it yourself? Do you know how? What if you make it worse?” Bella looked at Yelena, incredulous. “Aren’t these machines expensive p>
Manuel nodded, confirming her suspicion. “Yes, they are. These machines cost nearly a million each. And since they’re imported, the price goes up even more p>
Cayson turned to Bella, his brow furrowing slightly. “It’s just a machine. If it breaks, we can replace it p>
Bella stared at him, shocked. She couldn’t believe his nonchalant response.
“But Cayson, you never used to say that. You always said these machines were valuable assets to the company and should be treated carefully,” Bella argued, her voice trembling as if on the verge of tears.
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