Chapter 557
Chapter 557:
Yelena spoke so quickly that the officer struggled to keep up initially, but by the time he caught on, she had already begun listing the codes for the three violations.
Noticing the traffic policeman’s lack of reaction, Yelena paused and gently reminded him to take notes.
The traffic policeman snapped back to attention. With a hint of suspicion, he cautiously asked, “Could you repeat that? Slowly, please p>
“Of course,” Yelena replied.
She repeated the codes slowly, and after verifying them, the traffic policeman was surprised to find that Yelena hadn’t made a single error—everything was correct!
The traffic policeman’s mouth twitched as a complex emotion swept through him. He felt like a rookie standing before Yelena.
Feeling outpaced by her, he looked at Yelena uncertainly and asked, “Miss, are you by chance from our department p>
“No, I just looked it up in the car a moment ago while waiting,” Yelena responded.
The officer’s expression twisted again, his eyes wide with disbelief.
The traffic policeman mused that despite his experience, he still couldn’t match Yelena. It was a stark reminder that raw talent could truly overshadow years of effort.
Meanwhile, Madonna watched the officer take Yelena’s report seriously, eventually printing out a form and handing it to her. She was visibly shocked.
“Wait a minute! Why are you writing down everything she says? Are you sure she’s not framing me p>
Madonna was flustered. Her intention had been merely to intimidate Yelena, not anticipate any legal repercussions.
“Miss, are you questioning my professionalism?” the traffic policeman replied, clearly annoyed.
Madonna was startled and could sense the traffic policeman’s growing annoyance. She quickly said, “I… of course not p>
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The officer had already printed the fine ticket. He handed Madonna the notice and said, “You can scan the QR code here to pay the fine p>
Despite her dissatisfaction, Madonna knew better than to argue with the officer. She reluctantly accepted the ticket, endured his reprimand, and drove off.
The traffic policeman also departed, and Tessa turned to Yelena, her eyes filled with admiration. “Yelena, you’re so amazing p>
Yelena shrugged. “What’s so amazing about that p>
Tessa’s mouth twitched, wondering what could possibly top this if it wasn’t considered amazing.
Soon after, the custom-made jewelry for Frieda was ready. Yelena and Tessa delivered it to her personally. Frieda and her daughter were stunned by the beauty of the pieces.
“Beautiful, absolutely beautiful p>
“Mommy, I love it so much!” Frieda’s daughter gushed, unable to let go of the jewelry.
They had been thrilled by the design sketches, but the actual jewelry exceeded their expectations, leaving them at a loss for words over its beauty.
“Go and find a nice set of clothes to try on,” Frieda said to her daughter.
Her daughter nodded, eager to match the stunning jewelry with an equally beautiful outfit.
Yelena turned to Tessa and said, “Tessa, could you please go help Miss Morphew p>
“Sure,” Tessa replied, following Frieda’s daughter. Once they had left, Frieda turned to Yelena with heartfelt gratitude. “Miss Roberts, thank you. Seeing such a beautiful set of jewelry for my daughter has been a highlight of my life. I truly have no regrets now p>
“Is that all it takes to satisfy you?” Yelena asked.
Taken aback, Frieda smiled wryly. “Sometimes I can’t help but question life’s fairness. Why do some who do so much wrong live well, while those like me, who strive to be kind—even giving to beggars—suffer so much?” Frieda reflected on her ex-husband—a rogue from a poor mountain village. With her family’s support, he rose to wealth, only to become ungrateful and indulge in affairs as his fortune grew.