Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 209

I huffed derisively. "I would have warned her if she had given me the chance. Before I could get back to

her, she was all over him like white on rice. How was I supposed to say?"

Gevena's eyes were full of contempt. "She made her bed and now she has to lie in it. The first thing

she did was to seduce your husband after coming to your house to be a nanny. How did she have the

audacity to act so high and mighty? In my opinion, those two sisters are both bad news. They got what

they deserved."

"If we go by that logic, Clara's story does seem a bit fishy," I muttered. "You said she was testing me. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

What was she trying to find out?"

"She was testing your trust in her and seeing if you knew about Jaylan's dark side," Logan replied,

leaning back in his chair. "We can't touch Zora for now. Let Clara have her moment."

"I have this feeling that Marissa's sob story was orchestrated," I added. "But I can't figure out who's

pulling the strings. Was it the same person who had her killed? Jerome?"

Janice chimed in, "You have a point. I saw the whole thing. When Marissa came to your house, the

door was wide open. But instead of walking in, she was banging on the door. It was clear she was

putting on a show when she kneeled down only after spotting the paparazzi. If she really wanted her

child, wouldn't she have barged in?"

"Jaylan's parents were at my house at the time, too. They came for the same reason, to demand the

child!" I added.

"What a strange family," Gevena remarked.

"Why didn't I think of that? If Marissa was putting on a show, it meant she knew the child was safe.

Otherwise, what was her act for?" Gevena asked everyone.

"Exactly!" Janice nodded in agreement.

I also agreed.

"Even as the police were taking her away, she was still taunting me," I fumed. "Then just a few hours

later, she was dead. There's no way there isn't more to this!"

"There definitely is," Logan affirmed.

"What do you mean?" I asked, startled. Apparently, his words were indicative of an updated clue.

"She had hallucinogens in her system."

"Hallucinogens?"

Indeed, Logan confirmed this grim fact and then pulled out his phone, showing me something.

Everyone huddled around to see.

Taking the phone, Gevena, Janice, and Hannah all leaned in to look at the screen.

On the screen was a surveillance video of Marissa just before she died.

She was shown wearing loose pajamas, emotionless as she exited her apartment and entered the

elevator. Nothing seemed amiss from her face.

The elevator was going up. When the door opened, she hesitated for a moment, as though getting her

direction, before stepping out. She paused in the elevator doorway for a couple of seconds before

heading towards a door.

"The door to the roof!" Janice gasped.

Marissa didn't stop in her tracks in the footage. She walked, or rather floated, towards the door, her

pajama bottoms fluttering in the wind as she pushed the door open to the rooftop.

The video ended there, and Logan gestured for me to continue.

I gave him a quick glance before clicking on the next video link. The video stuttered a bit before

resuming.

This footage was darker.

It was an exterior shot, and the rooftop was not well illuminated. But the ambient light from the

surrounding buildings was enough to make out what was going on.

The moment Marissa stepped onto the rooftop, she headed straight for the edge without any hesitation.

It looked more like she was floating rather than walking.

"Good grief! She looks like she doesn't know what she’s doing!" Gevena was visibly unsettled.

"Completely unaware of the danger!"

"Exactly. There's no sign of hesitation," I agreed.

"It's like she had no fear at all!" Janice said, transfixed by the video.

"Look!" Hannah pointed out.