Chapter 578:
No sooner had John finished his sentence than he noticed Austin opening the chat window. The contact name displayed was indeed Yelena.
A smirk crossed John’s face.
Austin seemed indifferent on the surface, but his actions betrayed a deeper interest.
Nonetheless, John decided it was best to keep the comment to himself. Austin, however, was taking forever. The chat window remained open, yet he hadn’t typed a single word.
In a swift move while Austin was distracted, John grabbed the phone from his hand.
Austin scowled and made a grab for it.
John dashed away, his fingers flying over the keyboard.
Just as Austin caught up, grabbing John by the shoulder, John sent the message.
Austin snatched back his phone, his eyes intense and sharp.
John gulped, a nervous chuckle escaping him. “You might want to check your phone,” he suggested. “It just lit up.”
Austin, thinking Yelena had responded, quickly checked his phone. Instead, he found a message from Domenic confirming a successful hotel check-in. Austin’s expression grew even sterner as he texted Domenic back. “Are you that free?”
Domenic, feeling the chill, wondered what he’d done wrong this time.
Then, Austin’s phone buzzed again—a message from Yelena.
It was only then that Austin saw the message John had sent. Instead of asking Yelena if she was in town, John had simply asked if she was busy.
Yelena, assuming Austin needed something, replied, “I’m not in Eighfast now; kind of busy. If it’s important, I’ll find you when I get back.”
John, who had been watching the exchange, found himself staring at a suddenly dark screen.
“You like my phone?” Austin’s voice was close, almost in John’s ear.
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John, touching Austin’s phone, chuckled awkwardly. “Is this a new phone?”
“The last one took a hit and got dented,” Austin explained.
“Okay.” John just nodded, unconcerned.
Neither Austin nor John used phone cases; they preferred the feel of an unadorned phone. If it broke, they’d simply replace it—no big deal.
“You should be thanking me, you know,” John said. “If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have known Yelena was here, right?”
Austin shot back, “What do you want, for me to crawl and thank you?”
John quickly dismissed the idea with a wave of his hand. “Of course not.” He’d be insane to expect Austin to be on his knees.
Just then, Domenic approached. “Mr. Barton, the car’s ready. Shall we head to the hotel?”
“No, let’s stay here a bit longer,” Austin said.
Domenic looked puzzled but nodded and went off to arrange a private room.
Austin turned to John. “Do you know which room Yelena entered?”
John shook his head. “No clue. Maybe you should check it out?”
Austin sighed. “What use are you, anyway?”
John was at a loss for words. Alright, so he was the useless one now that he was done with him.
“Wow, is that… Yelena? Yelena! It’s been ages. I didn’t expect you to still be so stunning.”
“Yelena, it’s been forever. I heard you moved to Eighfast. Things must be going well for you, right?”
Nicole chimed in, “Yelena’s a doctor now, quite impressive.”
No sooner had Nicole finished than a woman sneered. “Nicole, you always were her defender. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it myself.”
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