h4Chapter 261: A Ride To Downtown Esteria/h4

    (Author’s POV)

    "So, the three of you are going to the city mall today and will have dinner outside as well?" Sandra asked the girls while she served Yelena some spicy and savory vegetable pancakes. "Wendy, don’t you have an afternoon ss scheduled for today?"

    "Ummhmm~ Auntie, that’s the n. We have tons of things to do, you know how it is. After finishing our sses, we will rush to the downtown area and browse some ces. It will take us around one and a half hours or so to get there. Plus, I saw a social media post that said that there is a small concert, a live performance happening in the evening. Some mysterious celebrity is going toe. It will be packed with people. We might stay there to enjoy the show. So, it will take us time to get back here. And~ ... as for Wends~" her gazended on Wendy as thetter, with her mouth stuffed with pancakes, like a chipmunk, mumbled, "Ai ....al~le~ ady aaas~ke Prof. Gia~ll foh~ pur~meeshon."

    Sandra smacked her shoulder lightly as she scolded her, "Eat what’s in your mouth before you speak, silly girl."

    Myra, William and Yelenaughed as Yelena spoke on Wendy’s behalf, "She is saying that she has already talked to her Professor, Stefani Gill and taken permission."

    "Yeah, she has already sent me the material for today’s ss. We have to draw a basic sketch of someone unknown, like someone we haven’t met before. A new person. So, I can just think of this shopping trip as my research," Wendy winked at her mother as she added.

    "Ohh~ ...... okay, whatever you say. But don’t stay out toote and return after having dinner, hmmm. The outside world is dangerous. It is not safe, especially for you, pretty girls," Sandra gave all of them a stern warning.

    Yelena puffed out her chest with pride and patted while uttering, "Don’t worry, Sandra Miracle, your daughters and her otherworldly beautiful friend will be safe in my presence. I will be acting as their bodyguard. After all, I practice martial arts. If someone tries to act smart with us, I will be able to use my weapon. It will help me in honing my skills. I will K.O. them. You can trust me, fairdy." As she finished her words, her chin raised upwards, like a proud mare.

    "No need to get yourselves into danger, uhh~" William reminded. "Give us a call if something happens. Don’t act irrationally."

    "Ohhoo~ ...... we simply can’t do that, Uncle William. We don’t want to disrupt your alone time with Aunt," Yelena teased William, giving him a meaningful expression as she added, "Maybe you guys can have a romantic candlelight dinner on the rooftop, do some adult stuffter on, and give Myra and Wendy one more sibling. Ahhaaa~ ... a teeny tiny, grain sized baby. It would look sooooooo cute."

    "A baby, when delivered, isn’t the size of a grain," Myra added. "But it would be cute, indeed."

    Listening to their chaffing words, both William’s and Sandra’s faces turned tomato red. They were blushing profusely as Sandra bashfully quoted, "Don’t be silly. Myra and Wendy are enough for us. And ~ iahem ahem/i ... we~ are ...... too old for that stuff."

    "Don’t be shy, madam. The times have changed, we won’t judge," Yelena grinned after saying that. "What do you say, Uncle?"

    William blushed and remarked, "We surely can give it a try."

    "Ahaaa~ ...... that’s the spirit, handsome young man. I am rooting for you guys," Yelena was at it again. Her words were full of excitement and zeal.

    "Okay, okay, enough. Tone down your teasing, will you, girls? And seriously, if something does happen, call us immediately," William spoke. His voice was full of conviction.

    "Dad, I will ring you for sure," Myra assured him, then only William seemed satisfied.

    "Ohh~ .... Damn .... I will bete," Wendy looked at the time and made a run for it. Yelena and Myra, too, were done with their breakfasts. So, they also got up and departed from the house.

    Myra and Yelena sauntered towards the main campus. As they neared it, both of their phones buzzed with a notification tone.

    They looked at each other as a knowing smile crept up on Yelena’s lips, as shemented, "There can only be one person who will ping us at the same time."

    Myra knew exactly who Yelena was talking about as they checked their phones simultaneously. And surely enough, the message was from the person they suspected. It was none other than Fabian who had texted in their group chat, "Hey, how are you two?

    Yelena texted back, "What’s up? Why with the formal tone? Aren’t you busy?"

    Fabian replied in a jiffy, "I am but I just thought~ ... on checking up on how you both are?"

    "We are exactly how we were two days ago ...... Anyways, how’s your work going?" Myra texted.

    "It’s going smoothly. Hey~ ... I got to go but remember, don’t wander out of the campus, umm? Bye," with this text, Fabian exited the chat.

    Yelena was still typing a paragraph, "You know what, Fabby ...... our Myra is going to attend the annual seminar tomorrow, for that, we are going to the downtown area today~ You are going to~" But when she read Fabian’s text, she backspaced it all and rolled her eyes while remarking, "God saved me just in time."

    Myra creased her eyebrows together and asked, "What do you mean?"

    "Ohhh~ ... from this nagger of a guy, our unofficial great, great, greaaaaaatttttt, grandfather. Our very own proud peacock, Fabian Stephens. Seriously, sometimes I just can’t deal with his rambling, such a headache. Such a good lecturer he is. I was just about to tell him about your event tomorrow and our n for today. But surely, he would just bber and bber about how it is unsafe and all that rotten shit," Yelenained as she scoffed. "Better keep it to ourselves, about today. We will tell him about tomorrow’s event tonight, aftering back."

    "He must already be aware of it, since he is a professor himself," Myra added.

    "True that. Then we don’t need to mention anything to him at all," Yelena spoke matter of factly. "Ohhh, my ss starts in fifteen, I’d better go," saying this, she scurried away, "See you, muahhhhh~"

    Myra waved at her as she saw Yelena’s figure disappearing from her sight. She then walked leisurely towards her own ssroom, although she still had half an hour left.

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    At around forty-five minutes past noon, both Yelena and Myra were waiting for Wendy outside the Fine Arts Department, as she was still inside the ss.

    As soon as her ss was over, Wendy sprinted outside with the speed of lightening. Huffing and puffing, sweating all over, she apologized, "*huff* *huff* .... Sorry~ ... the professor extended the lecture for half an hour."

    "Here, have some water," Myra extended a bottle towards her sister. Wendy chugged it down like a horse, eventually coughing up some.

    "Easy, girl~ ...... easy. No one is going to snatch it away," Yelena stated while Myra rubbed her back gently. "Take your time, our ride has just arrived."

    Myra then wiped Wendy’s mouth as they all went towards the main gate. Wendy searched for the cab Yelena was talking about, but found none. She questioned Yelena, "Where is the cab you called, sis Yel?"

    "Did I say I called for a cab?" Yelena chuckled as she walked towards a ck Porsche Taycan. "Follow me, girls. This sister of yours will show her premium driving skills on Esteria’s well paved roads."

    "Did you rent it for today?" Myra asked with curiosity.

    "I don’t rent, sweetheart," Yelena replied as the person who was standing beside the car handed the keys to her. She thanked the driver as he bowed and departed without a word, "Grandpa insisted on my having one, although I didn’t want to. Anyways~ ...... it wille in handy now. Hop in." She unlocked the car and gestured to them to settle in.

    "It is great to be a Yates," Wendy pped her hands in joy. "Please ... adopt me, sis Yelena. I will be a good and obedient kid to you. Don’t you know, filial piety is my another name." She opened her arms dramatically for an invisible hug, trying to butter Yelena up.

    "Aw~ .... Such a good child. But sorry, babes. I don’t want kids. I am just twenty one, too young to have one. Let me enjoy my life," Yelena remarked as she settled in the driver’s seat. "Maybe, in the next life." She winked at Wendy.

    Wendy took the back seat while Myra settled at the passenger side. Yelena ignited the brand new vehicle as the engine roared proudly, and they zoomed off.

    Halfway through their journey, Wendy was still gushing at the car’s custom-made interior.

    Myra recalled something and was about to ask, but her phone buzzed as a mail notification popped up.

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