Chapter 908
Chapter 908:
However, as Callum observed Yelena’s contributions, his expression shifted to one of mild suspicion. Yelena’s script, though somewhat unrefined, carried a distinct sharpness. As an expert calligrapher, such nuances did not escape Callum. He muttered under his breath, “This handwriting p>
Catching his father’s puzzled look, Cayson turned to the cards Yelena was working on and commented, “It’s not exactly perfect, but it looks nice enough to me p>
Standing off to the side, Yelena managed a slight smile, though uncertainty flickered in her eyes. She had intentionally made her writing less polished, not expecting Callum to discern the deliberate flaws.
Callum put down his pen and moved closer to scrutinize the card, his expression contemplative.
Feeling the tension, Cayson stepped up and asked, “Dad, is something the matter p>
Instead of replying, Callum asked Yelena with a curious tone, “Did you deliberately write this poorly p>
Despite her sinking heart, Yelena maintained her composure. “Dad, what do you mean? I’m simply not skilled at this. Why would I intentionally do poorly p>
Callum scrutinized Yelena, searching for signs of dishonesty.
Yelena met his gaze steadily, her expression revealing nothing.
With a slight shake of his head, Callum exhaled softly. “Perhaps I’m reading too much into it. You should practice your handwriting, though p>
A gentle smile crossed Yelena’s face as she replied quietly, “Dad, I really don’t think I’m cut out for it. It’s okay p>
Cayson playfully interjected, “Yelena, your strokes have a certain boldness. I think they actually look nice p>
“Cayson, if you don’t stop teasing me, I’m done talking to you!” Yelena gasped, stomping her foot with playful frustration.
Cayson laughed warmly. “Okay, okay, I’ll drop it p>
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He enjoyed Yelena’s spirited side. As her older brother, his instinct was to indulge her urges. No matter Yelena’s commitments or age, she would always remain his little sister to him.
On the sidelines, Bella watched, green with jealousy.
At that moment, Yelena’s phone vibrated. A video call from Austin appeared on her screen.
Without a moment’s pause, Yelena accepted the call, offering a brief smile as she greeted him.
Her greeting hung in the air, followed by silence.
Austin gazed back, his eyes conveying a deep yearning. “I miss you so much,” he murmured.
Before Yelena could reply, Cayson subtly coughed nearby, signaling their company.
Austin caught the sound and his lips twitched into a smile. “Is Cayson with you p>
A blush tinged Yelena’s cheeks. “Not just him, all of us are here.” Her voice softened as she spoke, and she quickly excused herself, heading upstairs.
The laughter of her family trailed behind her, but Yelena was unfazed. After all, Austin was to blame for her rush.
Unsure of what to say, she simply blurted out the first thing that crossed her mind. “What were you doing before calling me p>
Austin’s smile widened, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
As Yelena watched Austin’s grin, she couldn’t shake a feeling of unease.
Suddenly, the camera began to tilt downward…
Austin was changing his clothes!