Chapter 757
Chapter 757:
Frightened, Monica clamped her mouth shut, too scared to speak further.
Maggie tried to smooth things over. “Lena, Monica was just worried about you p>
“Yes,” Monica agreed quickly.
But as soon as she spoke, Lena hissed again, clearly displeased.
Furious yet powerless against Lena, Monica felt her anger simmer. Maggie, concerned, picked up Lena and headed upstairs, giving Monica a moment of relief.
Instead of returning to her room, Maggie knocked on Austin’s study door. “Are you still busy p>
“There’s still a bit to do,” Austin responded, pausing before adding, “What’s wrong p>
Holding Lena, Maggie explained, “She hasn’t eaten all day. I even tried giving her treats, but she won’t touch them. Could something be seriously wrong p>
Maggie hadn’t been with Lena long, but she had quickly grown fond of the small white cat.
Austin frowned, concerned. This was his first time caring for a pet, a stark contrast to business dealings where he felt confident. His inexperience with pets worried him.
The possibility of the cat being in distress reminded him of Yelena, someone he felt safe talking to.
“I’ll discuss it with Yelena,” Austin said.
Maggie nodded with evident relief, pleased that Austin was taking the situation seriously.
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Austin caught the smile on Maggie’s face and felt puzzled. Why was she pleased when Lena was unwell?
Yelena, alarmed by Austin’s message, hurried over.
Upon seeing Yelena arrive, a shadow crossed Monica’s face, and she asked icily, “It’s late. Why are you here p>
Monica always felt uneasy around Yelena, suspecting her of ulterior motives, particularly concerning Austin.
Yelena dismissed Monica curtly. “That’s none of your business.” Without another word, Yelena headed upstairs.
Monica seethed with jealousy. Hindered by her feigned leg injury, she hadn’t ventured upstairs yet, and now Yelena might be going straight to Austin’s room.
“Don’t go up there! It’s rude to go upstairs without the owner’s permission!” Monica called out.
Ignoring her, Yelena continued her ascent. Monica gestured frantically to the servant to stop her.
The servant hesitated, torn between the two women.
At that moment, Maggie descended the stairs. Seeing Yelena, she welcomed her warmly. “Yelena, I’m so glad you’re here p>
“Good evening, Mrs. Barton,” Yelena replied.
“Come quickly,” Maggie urged, her tone anxious. “Something’s wrong with Lena p>
“Don’t worry. Now that I’m here, Lena will be alright p>
Monica, frustrated at being grounded while Yelena moved freely, burst out, “Mrs. Barton, Yelena isn’t a vet. What help can she be upstairs p>