"Yelena."
When Ella called her name, Yelena was snapped out of her stupor. Staring at the Lt. General who was still gazing at her with a smile, she tightly clenched her fist, trying her best not to lose control.
Though it was the hardest thing for her, at least for now; she forced a smile. "You flatter me, sir. I will work hard so that I can return soon."
"That's great to hear." Lt. General Haric nodded in satisfaction. "I'll be in my room. Make yourself at home."
"Thank you, sir." Yelena slightly bowed and Lt. General Haric went upstairs.
Even after the Lt. General was out of her sight, Yelena stood still, staring at the stairs. She clenched her fist tighter and tighter as she was overwhelmed by an indescribable confusion and rage. Her fiery eyes were the proof of her suppressed anger.
She was sure that the voice belongs to the same person. She listened to the voice from that video countless times, so there's no way she would be mistaken!
