Chapter 64
Chapter 64:
To the untrained eye, it might not seem like much, but those who understood the dynamics of Coastal Port knew the private room Yelena headed toward was a mark of status.
“Humph! No matter which room she’s heading to, she’s still just a waitress,” Tatiana scoffed dismissively, refusing to entertain any other possibility.
Jonathan, however, was losing patience. “Enough. Let’s go. The Ellis family will be here soon,” he said curtly.
With that, the trio hurried off, but Sonya couldn’t shake the nagging feeling in the back of her mind.
She had seen Yelena in upscale settings far too often recently for it to be mere coincidence.
Was Yelena really here today to work as a waitress?
As she mulled it over, unease crept in. The pieces didn’t add up, and the more Sonya thought about it, the stranger it seemed. It seemed she needed to dig deeper into what Yelena was up to!
Yelena entered the room to find Brody already waiting for her.
“Yelena, you’re here,” he said with a faint smile.
She nodded, taking a seat and pulling a few design drafts from her bag. Handing them over, she leaned back casually. Brody flipped through the papers, his lips curling with a hint of dissatisfaction. “Yelena, this is kind of… sparse p>
“Shut up,” Yelena retorted without missing a beat. “You’re lucky to have anything at all. I’m juggling school now, so my time is limited p>
Brody raised an eyebrow, his confusion evident. “But do you really have to go to school? I mean, come on p>
Yelena already had two PhDs. Wasn’t that enough? Why did she have to go back to school now?
“Yes, I do! Now, can we eat? I’m starving,” Yelena replied briskly, not bothering to elaborate.
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“Alright, alright,” Brody said, waving his hand in surrender. He quickly flagged down the waiter and told him to start serving the food he had ordered.
As always, the dishes were a spread of Yelena’s favorites. She was known for being particular about her food, and Coastal Port never disappointed.
It was precisely why they often chose this spot for their meetings.
In the heart of Kheley’s most exclusive residential area, a sleek car rolled into the courtyard of a sprawling, magnificent estate. The residence was a masterpiece of elegance, with intricately designed galleries, sculpted rock gardens, and rare, exotic plants lining the manicured paths.
As the car came to a stop, the back door opened, and a tall, imposing figure stepped out.
The man’s designer attire accentuated his sharp features and commanding presence. His entire demeanor exuded nobility, the air around him almost tangible with authority.
He strode confidently into the foyer, where Dorothy Cook, the family’s housekeeper, greeted him with a warm smile. “Mr. Barton, you’re back! Your grandmother was just speaking of you p>
Austin nodded slightly, his expression softening. “Where is she right now p>
Dorothy had been with the Barton family for over three decades, watching Austin grow from a little boy into the man he was today. Smiling, she responded, “She’s waiting for you in the hall p>
Austin made his way into the grand hall, where he found his grandmother seated.
“Hi, Grandma p>