Seeing that Elena didn't say anything and walked straight past, she relaxed.
She figured Elena definitely hadn't seen her.
***
The next day.
Elena slept in a bit as she didn't have morning classes.
However, she had to go to the university at noon for four classes in the afternoon.
She got ready and prepared to leave.
Once she was gone, Emily sneaked into her room again, entered the walk-in closet, opened the wardrobe, and took many photos with her phone.
She intended to share these photos on social media.
The flexing couldn't stop.
These past few days had given her immense satisfaction.
With the photos in hand, she started posting.
[Oh my! Can't wear them all, literally can't wear them all. Sisters, too many clothes! It's such a hassle!]
Below were a bunch of envious comments and a group of sycophants, coaxing her until she was delighted.
Elena went out, taking a taxi this time.
Dylan had offered to let Caleb pick her up, but she refused.
She didn't want Caleb working so hard.
In the car, she received a call from Theresa.
"Girl, save me!"
"What is it now? Isn't Mr. Ellington better?" Elena asked.
Victor Ellington had taken the medicine she developed and had already been discharged from the hospital.
"Yeah, my dad is better, but I don't know what wire crossed in his brain. He insists I go to the company for an internship, starting from errands."
"Mr. Ellington naturally has his considerations. Starting from the basics allows you to understand the company better! Mr. Ellington is doing it for your own good."

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