“Who are these people? Babushka, you’re here?”
Yuri stared at his sister Yula. “Looks like your news is not given in details, sister,” he sarcastically drawled in English. He thought his sister just had his house watched from the outside of the gate, which was far from the mansion, so most probably did not know he had companions when he came back home.
“Didn’t you notice my car outside, Yula?” Alena queried with a slight rising of her eyebrows. Obviously, Yula hadn’t noticed it for some reason.
The dark blond-haired Yula looked at Rosetta, whose hand was held by her husband. “Who’s this?” she asked her brother rudely, giving the Filipina a once-over.
“This is Rosetta, my wife,” he replied in English while his sister kept speaking in Russian. “Moy tsvetochek, this is my older sister Yul
