Chapter 92
Chapter 92:
But now, seeing Yelena think of her first when something so exquisite was on the table, Donna felt her heart swelling with emotion.
“Really? Well then, I definitely have to try it,” Donna responded, her voice full of joy and gratitude.
Donna, fully aware of how rare it was to taste something personally prepared by Monroe, took a bite of the black truffle and couldn’t contain her praise.
“This is exquisite, the texture unlike anything I’ve ever had. I’ve never tasted such a perfectly prepared truffle p>
Yelena smiled with genuine warmth. “I’m so happy you like it, Mom. If you want, I can ask Monroe to make it for you again next time p>
Bella’s patience finally shattered. Was Yelena really trying to play the sweet daughter card so blatantly?
Did she even know what she was talking about? Acting like she could actually ask someone like Monroe for a personal favor like that?
Bella’s frustration bubbled over, and with a biting tone, she retorted, “Yelena, maybe you’re unaware, but Chef Garnier has publicly said he only cooks for a certain someone. No one else can persuade him.” What a tall tale!
She just couldn’t bring herself to sit idly and put up with Yelena’s snobbery.
Bernice nodded in agreement, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Yelena’s gaze flicked to Bella with barely concealed amusement, her eyes narrowing just a touch. “Is that so?” she replied, cool as ever. “Well, we’ll see about that p>
She wasn’t going to waste her time explaining herself.
Didn’t Bella notice the rapport between her and Monroe earlier? Did she not see the connection they shared? For Yelena, enjoying black truffles was hardly a rare event.
If only they knew she was the one who had saved Monroe’s life!
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Katelyn, who had been observing quietly from the sidelines. Katelyn began to reconsider her earlier thoughts.
The way Yelena carried herself at the table suggested that she wasn’t the naive “new money” figure the rumors made her out to be.
Her fluency in French and poised demeanor left Katelyn questioning everything she had been told about Yelena.
Could it be that the rumors were all wrong?
Yelena’s calm confidence had clearly outshone Bella and even Bernice, who were left struggling to keep up.
Sensing the building tension, Katelyn interjected, trying to ease the moment. “Alright, that’s enough! It’s just black truffles. If you’d like the dish, just ask the servants to buy some. Our family chef is very skilled, too p>
Once again, Bella went silent.
The sense of defeat was palpable as she realized she was losing ground at every turn.
Anger simmered beneath the surface, but she bit it back, redirecting her focus to the upcoming school anniversary celebration performance.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile curled on Bella’s lips.
This time, Yelena was going to be the one to suffer.
The opportunity was too perfect to pass up, and Bella wouldn’t let it slip away.
Yelena had no idea what was coming, but soon enough, she would.
The much-anticipated school celebration was finally approaching, scheduled for the last day of the year.