Chapter 555
Chapter 555:
Against the odds, Yelena had excelled, earning praise from everyone except Bella, who was visibly tense and frustrated.
Why? Why did Yelena always seem to be the center of attention wherever she went?
Fighting back her resentment, Bella forced a smile and apologized. “Yelena, I’m sorry for earlier. I shouldn’t have doubted you. You’re really impressive p>
Yelena responded with a fleeting glance and then turned away.
Bella’s feigned apology could have fooled almost anyone; she had missed her calling as an actress.
Feeling rebuffed, Bella stood awkwardly as she watched Cayson and Yelena walk away, her gaze sharp with discomfort.
“Hey, Austin, look! I just saw Yelena on my feed!” John shouted excitedly to Austin.
At the mention of Yelena’s name, Austin struggled to keep his composure.
Pretending to be unfazed, he stood up and approached John, his curiosity piqued. Before John could react, Austin grabbed the phone from his hand.
John was momentarily stunned, but then stood up, his anger evident as he said, “What are you doing? That’s my phone p>
Austin didn’t reply. His gaze was locked on Yelena’s image on the screen, emotions brewing behind his deep-set eyes.
Sunlight filtered through the window, casting dappled shadows across the cluttered factory floor. Yelena, seated in front of a machine, was bathed in golden light, her silhouette softened.
Her hair shimmered slightly in the sunlight, with stray strands framing her concentrated face.
Yelena’s hands were poised on the machine, operating it with the grace of a pianist immersed in a silent symphony.
Her expression was one of determination, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she had been trying to tackle a complex problem.
𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻: gⲁ𝗅ⲛ𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Austin stared at Yelena’s photo, his mind momentarily frozen. It felt as if time had resumed its flow. In the image, Yelena appeared to pause her work, stretch lazily, turn her head, and offer him a soft smile. In that instant, the light, Yelena, and the machine blended into a perfect, serene scene.
“Give me the phone! If you want to look at it, get your own!” John exclaimed, snatching the phone from Austin’s hand.
Austin snapped out of his daze, his brow furrowing, and a flicker of realization crossed his face.
John narrowed his eyes at Austin, leaning in as if he were a bloodhound, sniffing out something strange.
Suddenly, John’s gaze shifted to Austin’s face. “Austin, why are you blushing? Are you sick?” John raised his hand as if to check Austin’s temperature.
Before John’s hand could reach his forehead, Austin pushed it away, stepping back defensively. “I’m fine,” he muttered.
John stood frozen for a moment, staring at the hand Austin had pushed away in disbelief. “Dude, you p>
Trying to regain his composure, Austin walked back to his desk. “I need to work. Don’t disturb me.” John just glanced at him but said nothing more.
Austin sat at his computer, attempting to focus on the documents, but his mind kept drifting back to Yelena’s photo.
He shook his head forcefully, feeling like he was on the brink of losing control.
Meanwhile, as Yelena and Cayson left, she drove off alone, having arrived in her own car. When leaving, Yelena took Tessa with her.
Yelena’s car was cruising along the road when, out of nowhere, another vehicle suddenly braked without signaling and swerved right in front of her, coming dangerously close.