Chapter 896
Chapter 896:
Yelena snapped a few more photos before finally stopping.
She looked at Tatiana with cold eyes. “Was it Sonya who put you up to this? How did she know about my engagement? Who told her?” The engagement had only been shared with close family members and friends—outsiders weren’t even on the guest list.
Jonathan’s family certainly hadn’t been invited, so there was no reason Sonya should have known.
“Did Bella tell you? Was she the one who asked you to do this p>
Tatiana blurted out, “Who is Bella p>
Yelena stared at her, disbelief flashing in her eyes. There was a cold smile on her lips, but no amusement in it.
Although Tatiana feigned ignorance, her eyes betrayed her—it was obvious she was lying.
“Ah, I see now,” Yelena said, her voice low.
“See what? What do you mean?” Tatiana asked, suddenly feeling exposed.
Fear crept up her spine. Had Yelena figured something out?
Despite her panic, Tatiana hadn’t confessed anything, and she was certain that, even if Yelena accused her, it would be nothing more than a baseless claim.
Yelena turned her attention away from Tatiana, too exhausted to deal with her further. “Let’s go,” she said to Austin.
Austin led Yelena out of Jacob’s room, just as an alarm blared from a distance. It sounded like there was a fire somewhere, and the crowd ran in that direction, paying no mind to the room where Jacob lay.
Soon, John had the entire villa under control.
“Yelena told me to hand them over to the police later, and to wait for further instructions,” Austin said to John.
He paused, a thought crossing his mind. “Oh, and don’t let Tatiana and her lover put on any clothes p>
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John couldn’t help but twitch at the peculiar request.
As dusk settled over the city, its lights casting a warm glow, the grandeur of a significant engagement celebration unfolded within the most luxurious ballroom. Celebrating Yelena and Austin, this event marked the peak of their romantic journey.
Every corner of the hall whispered of elegance, bathed in a dreamy lavender hue—from the towering crystal chandeliers to the plush carpets that graced the floor, each element contributed to a setting both enchanting and enigmatic. Waves of purple roses and lavender cascaded throughout, crafting a dreamscape of florals that seemed almost unreal. Breezes flirted with loose petals, carrying a delicate scent that softened the air with its sweet fragrance.
One by one, distinguished guests made their entrance, comprising elite figures from business and politics, all converging to honor the couple’s union. Men in sharp suits mingled with women in stunning dresses, their jewelry catching the light and twinkling like stars. A buzz of conversation and laughter permeated, infusing the space with vitality.
Even the most influential attendees of Eighfast were taken aback by the grandiosity of the venue.
“They are going all out for just an engagement,” one guest said, marveling at the spectacle. “Imagine the extravaganza Callum will throw for the wedding. He must hold his daughter in high regard.” Many believed that Callum’s extravagant display was a proud declaration of his affection for Yelena.
From a distance, Bella absorbed the murmurings about Callum’s devotion to Yelena, her expression darkening with jealousy.