MainNovelChapter 515: Elsa looked younger than her age. Though in her fifties, her smooth skin and upright posture made her appear to be in her thirties.
"Understood. When should I go?" she said without hesitation.
"Immediate deployment. The performance troupe is already mobilized. You'll get the briefing in the helicopter," he replied, his voice firm and final.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yes, sir!" Elsa was about to step out but paused at the door. "What's the designer's name, sir?" "Brenna Harper," the commander answered.
Elsa stiffened. The woman Ethan had brought hwas the country's top aerospace engineer? That was impressive.
But performing for her future daughter-in-law? That didn't sit right with Elsa. Her face darkened. The order felt ridiculous. Had Brenna asked for her by name, or had this cdown from senior command? If Brenna had requested her presence, it was nothing short of insolent-directly challenging the hierarchy. Such disrespect had no place in her home. Her son would not be allowed to marry someone so ill-mannered.
"Sir," Elsa said, trying to keep her voice steady, "could we assign someone else? Brenna is my son's girlfriend. It would be inappropriate forto go." The commander's razor-sharp gaze cut through her protest. "You have your orders already." Elsa clenched her jaw, gave a final salute, and turned on her heel to leave.
In the Russell family's living room, the younger generation gathered around Amy while Jayceon's father led the celebration, carefully slicing the cake for her.
Just then, a roar outside interrupted the chatter. Heads turned at once. The sound of a helicopter approaching was unmistakable.
The butler rushed in, panting. "A military helicopter just landed in our yard!" Guests spilled outside in a wave of curiosity and excitement. At the front were Brenna and Ethan, their eyes fixed on the aircraft.
The door swung open, and the first to step down was none other than Elsa Mitchell, the legendary performer herself. She was followed by seven individuals, each carrying a musical instrument. Clearly, they were a performance troupe.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Wait, is that Elsa? She's in the military?" "She's wearing insignia. Looks like a colonel's rank.” "I thought she retired from public shows." "She's in her fifties? How does she still look younger than me?"
Gasps rippled through the crowd as their eyes landed on the high-ranking insignias. This wasn't just any band. They were looking at a high-ranking unit.
Everyone was shocked. Jayceon's father turned to his sons, grinning from ear to ear. "Did you arrange this for Grandma?" Ktelstood a little taller, little taller, his chest swelling with pride. This was a grand show of respect-one that honored the entire family. "You've really outdone yourselves. I am proud of you."
But Jayceon and his brother Davin exchanged confused glances andshook their heads "Rad, it wasn't us.
We wouldn't even know how to contact the military. Only Ethan could pull something like this off."
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