Chapter 277
Chapter 277:
Helena barely had time to reflect on the message before Eleanino deleted it.
Was this Eleanino’s way of provoking her? Helena thought, narrowing her eyes.
She quickly grasped Eleanino’s intentions and tightened her grip on her phone.
“Helena, everything’s ready!” her colleague called out, pulling her from her thoughts.
For a reporter, there’s never a dull moment.
After a long day, Helena made her way home quickly. The sight of the familiar Rolls-Royce parked in the garage brought an unexpected sense of calm.
As she entered, a beloved voice called out from the kitchen, “Helena, you’re home. Dinner will be served shortly p>
With a warm smile, the housekeeper appeared, presenting a plate of freshly sliced fruit. “Mr. Wilson truly adores you! You both are the most delightful couple I’ve ever had the pleasure of serving p>
Helena managed a strained chuckle and thanked her, though a hint of discomfort lingered.
At dinner, thoughts of Eleanino occupied Helena’s mind, but she struggled to voice them. She acknowledged how well Alden treated her, reminding herself not to doubt him without cause.
Unexpectedly, Alden was the one to bring up Eleanino.
“Eleanino felt she overstepped during her last interview. After reflecting on it, she felt quite guilty and wanted me to extend her deepest apologies to you p>
Helena tightened her grip on her fork and asked with feigned nonchalance, “Do you often talk to Miss Haynes p>
Alden, completely relaxed, responded with a smile, “Yes, we frequently discuss work matters p>
Alden had decided he would take Helena to visit his mother’s grave once he confirmed the location. He intended to share everything with her soon, including revealing his hearing condition.
But for the moment, Alden chose not to go into it further. Instead, he raised an eyebrow playfully and squeezed her hand. “Why, are you feeling a bit jealous now p>
“Jealous? Me?” Helena retorted, feigning indifference. She quickly turned her attention back to her plate and pulled her hand away.
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“This weekend,” Alden said solemnly, “I’ll introduce you to someone very special to me p>
Setting a definite date motivated Alden to hasten his search for the grave. The next morning, after settling his affairs at work, he was ready to set out again.
At that moment, Eleanino emerged from her office and eagerly asked to come along. Though it was unexpected, Alden found it difficult to decline her company. Reluctantly, he agreed to let her join him once again.
But as they reached the isolated cemetery, they were suddenly surrounded by a fleet of unmarked black cars, trapping them before they could even exit the vehicle.
Half an hour later, Helena was sorting files at her desk when an urgent news notification flashed on her computer screen: “Breaking News: Alden Wilson Involved in Severe Car Accident, Now at Cheson Hospital; Status Unclear.” The headline sent a chill through Helena’s spine.