Chapter 834
Chapter 834:
Karlee froze, staring at Yelena’s back as though she had seen a ghost. “Why are you just standing there? Come in,” Yelena said, glancing back at her.
Snapping out of her stupor, Karlee sheepishly smiled and muttered, “Sorry, I thought p>
“Thought I would judge you because of the size of your room? Actually, it’s quite nice. Mine was far worse,” Yelena replied casually.
Karlee blinked, utterly stunned. She couldn’t reconcile Yelena’s words with the image she had of her.
“How is that even possible?” Karlee asked, incredulity written all over her face.
Yelena, the elegant heiress of the Harris family, seemed like the epitome of perfection. How could someone like her have ever lived in unfavorable conditions?
Yelena began recounting her experiences in the Roberts family, painting vivid pictures of the hardships she had endured. Only then did Karlee begin to believe her.
A wave of sympathy washed over Karlee as she gazed at Yelena. She had never imagined that someone so poised and graceful could have faced such challenges in the past.
“Our lives are more alike than I thought,” Karlee admitted softly. “But you’re so much braver than I am. I wish I had your courage.” Her admiration for Yelena sparkled in her eyes.
Yelena smiled gently. “You’re only lacking confidence right now. Once your face clears up and you see how beautiful you truly are, that confidence will come naturally p>
“Really?” Karlee asked, her voice tinged with both hope and doubt.
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“I never lie,” Yelena assured her with quiet conviction.
Yelena wasn’t in a rush to remove the dark spots from Karlee’s face because she knew Karlee’s real battle was with the insecurities in her heart.
As their conversation flowed, Karlee’s anxiety seemed to melt away bit by bit.
Yelena eventually began the treatment. “This might sting a little,” she warned. “Let me know if it gets uncomfortable p>
Karlee’s eyes drifted to the small bottle in Yelena’s hand. “Did you make this yourself?” she asked curiously.
“No,” Yelena replied. “A friend gave it to me.” That friend was actually Brody.
The ointment had been developed by a biotech company under the DY Group. After extensive trials, it had already launched overseas with great success, though it had yet to debut domestically.
Yelena carefully dabbed the ointment onto the dark spots on Karlee’s face. At first, it felt cool against her skin, but the sensation quickly turned sharp, like tiny needles pricking her cheeks.
Despite the discomfort, Karlee gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to scratch, determined not to undo Yelena’s efforts.
After about thirty minutes, Yelena gently wiped Karlee’s face clean.
“How does it look?” Karlee asked hesitantly, her hand half-raised to touch her face before stopping midair, her nerves betraying her.
“This is no magic. It won’t cure overnight, let alone in thirty minutes,” Yelena explained patiently. “You’ll need two or three more treatments, with at least two weeks between each session p>