Chapter 590
Chapter 590:
Enraged, Tatiana bit down hard on Jonathan’s palm. A vivid slash of blood appeared almost instantly.
Jonathan’s face twisted in agony, but he refused to let go until Austin and Yelena disappeared from sight. Only then did he yank his hand away, glaring in disbelief at the bloody imprint of Tatiana’s teeth.
“Are you insane?” he hissed, his voice trembling with pain and anger.
Tatiana spun on him with a feral snarl. “You’re the crazy one for letting Yelena walk away! We still haven’t gotten that house back—do you know how much it’s worth? Nearly ten million p>
Jonathan’s brow remained furrowed. It wasn’t as though he didn’t want the house; he just had no clue how to wrest it from Yelena’s control.
“The situation was precarious—having Austin Barton from Kheley standing right there spelled doom if we offended him. After all, crossing him was akin to challenging the entire Barton Group, and they could crush people like us in the blink of an eye p>
Tatiana fretted, anxiety etched into every line of her face. “So what now?” she asked, her voice cracking with worry. “We can’t just hand over that hefty sum to Yelena p>
Jonathan exhaled slowly, his mind clearing like clouds parting after a storm. It finally dawned on him why that crafty Leo had roped him into this mess—Leo must’ve known Yelena wasn’t a pushover and decided to let Jonathan bang his head against the wall.
Jonathan cursed Leo, knowing he never had anyone’s best interests at heart. “We’ll figure something out,” Jonathan muttered. “For now, let’s get out of here p>
Sonya, fists clenched at her sides, glowered in silent fury as she vowed that Yelena wouldn’t walk away with their money so easily.
And just like that, the trio left the cemetery—without so much as a backward glance at Archie’s resting place.
Meanwhile, back in Eighfast, Yelena returned with an assortment of snacks from her trip. Unsure of what her family might enjoy, she ended up buying a bit of everything.
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Though the treats didn’t carry much monetary value, Donna’s face lit up more than if she had been handed the crown jewels.
“These are so crisp and tasty,” Donna said between tiny bites. “I feel like I’ve had them before… but I can’t quite remember where p>
Knowing Donna’s amnesia, everyone fell silent, watching with bated breath. When she finally shook her head, shoulders drooping in defeat, Callum’s eyes flickered with concern.
He turned to Yelena. “You mentioned knowing some doctors. Is there any way they can help your mom regain her memories p>
Callum was well aware of Donna’s desire to uncover her past and reconnect with her family.
Yelena nodded, though her expression remained thoughtful. “There are various methods—careful exposure to familiar places, familiar people—but sometimes it can overstimulate the mind and cause more confusion. Hypnosis is another option, though the results can be unreliable. What resurfaces might be shaped by suggestion, not actual memories p>
Callum released a slow, heavy breath.
Callum reflected on the countless days Donna had spent trying to jog her memory. She’d thrown herself into every therapy and technique, growing more frantic with each failed attempt.
In the end, all her efforts had done was frustrate her further. That recollection alone was enough for Callum to make a decision. It might be wiser to let things unfold at their own pace.
After returning from her trip, Yelena dove headfirst into preparing for the design competition alongside Tessa. It was Tessa’s first-ever entry, and her nerves had her convinced she’d forgotten everything she’d ever learned.
To break the cycle of anxiety, Yelena whisked Tessa away after work, hoping a change of scenery would spark some inspiration.