?Chapter 751:


    Ellis had brought a small signal device—one designed to connect to satellites even where there was zerowork coverage. That gift caught Elena off guard. She hadn’t expected something so thoughtful or practical.


    “I figured it mighte in handy,” Ellis said, his tone calm and steady.


    Elena’s grin widened with appreciation. “It’s perfect. Thank you, Ellis. I really love it.” Gadgets like this always appealed to her more than shy essories or glittering jewelry.


    From the moment Ellis stepped into view, Fannie hadn’t taken her eyes off him. Barely containing her excitement, she leaned closer to Elena and whispered, “Your second brother is seriously good-looking. Be honest—does he have a girlfriend?”


    Whether Ellis had a girlfriend or not, Elena couldn’t say for sure. His life revolved around the research institute, and carving out time for romance didn’t seem likely.


    That answer only made Fannie more excited. Brains, looks, and mystery? Ellis had the full package, and she was already hooked.


    “No girlfriend? Sounds like my lucky day,” she whispered under her breath, her eyes lighting up with possibility. If time was all that stood in his way, well, she was more than ready to make herself avable.


    With practiced grace, Fannie lifted her ss and shed a radiant smile at Ellis. “Mr. Harper, I’m Fannie Ellsworth. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”


    Known for her artistic ir and signature charm, Fannie moved through the world of fashion like she belonged on every runway and in every gallery.


    People usually adored her. Today, though, her charm fell t. Ellis’s expression remained cold. His eyes briefly met hers before sliding away, cool and distant.


    Fannie’s shoulders sank a little, the sting of rejection sharper than she expected.


    As dessert tes were cleared, guests began gathering their things, preparing for the trip back to the.


    Elena had every intention of returning with her family, but just as she was about to step onto the ne, Felix appeared in front of her.


    “Miss Harper, Mr. Spencer would like a word. It’s about the school and hospital ns—he needs to go over something with you.”


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    The request threw Elena off. As far as she knew, everything had already been handed over to Wesley. Was there something new? The Harper family’s private ne was just moments from leaving the ground.


    In his usualposed manner, Felix added, “Mr. Spencer’s flying back to the as well. He suggested you return with him on his jet.”


    That was the real n all along—Wesley had simply wanted Elena on his flight, but instead of asking directly, he’d enlisted Felix to spin a convincing reason.


    With a polite smile tugging at his lips, Felix looked at Elena, fullymitted to nudging fate along between Wesley and Elena.


    Elena figured it must have been ast-minute issue with the ns, so without questioning it further, she boarded Wesley’s private jet alongside Felix.


    From his seat near the window, Wesley tracked Elena’s movements, a subtle shift in his expression betraying his usual calm.


    Just as Elena reached for the seat across from him, Wesley said, “Sit over here.”


    Elena’s hand paused on the armrest. “What’s wrong with this seat?”


    Behind her, Felix stepped into the cabin with a knowing curve at the corner of his lips. Truth be told, the seat was perfectly fine. But to Wesley, it might as well have been across an ocean.


    Saying nothing, Felix continued forward toward the cockpit, leaving the cabin silent except for the low hum of the engines.


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