Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 98

It was three hours later when we left the club. It was shining brightly outside, just like my current mood.

Having solved the mystery and having a plan, the gloom inside my mind was gone.

I turned towards Catherine, who had come out with me, and raised my chin, "Wanna take a walk by the

beach?"

"Sure, why not? We’ll sink or swim together!" Catherine replied.

Hand in hand, Catherine and I strolled towards the beach behind the club. Strangely enough, that

horrible feeling from earlier returned. I looked around, but there was no one else in sight. Yet, I couldn't

get it out of my mind that we were being watched.

"What are you looking at?" Catherine asked, noticing my gaze.

"Why do I always feel like we're being watched?" I replied, withdrawing my gaze from our surroundings

and looking at Catherine.

"No way. The place I chose is absolutely secluded. You can rest assured." Catherine pulled me along,

not a care in the world.

We continued our walk, and I asked Catherine, "Who is this friend you’ve mentioned? The one who can

provide the funds? That's a lot of money."

Catherine raised an eyebrow and put on a smirk on her lips. "Don't worry about that, dear. But I can

assure you that he's trustworthy. Let's wait till Mr. Elbert has spoken to him. These people are always

discreet. They don't like to show off. You'll know when we are ready to collaborate."

I gave Catherine a sidelong glance and snorted, "Huh! God knows what you are doing. It’s my

business, and I don’t have the right to know it? Screw the discreet guy! Money doesn’t grow on trees.

You’d better not get me into another trouble before I can clean up this mess!"

"What are you talking about? Do I look like an unreliable person to you?" She laughed, grabbing my

arm. "I'll never let you down, bestie."

I could only respond with a resigned smile.

Catherine suddenly changed the subject, looking gleeful. "Marissa must be devastated this time! I

heard she got a good beating from them. She probably didn't expect her downfall to come so quickly."

I laughed, "She never understood her place, just like that Zora at home, who always thinks she's

indispensable. Damn it! They set me up and then take credit. They’ve crossed the line. I don't know

what sins I’ve committed in my past life to meet these bad people in this life. This is karma, and it's only

the beginning. God won’t spare her even if I want to."

"You're right! It pissed me off! Beating them hundreds of times won't be enough to vent my anger!"

"But, I really don't remember when I signed that document. I have no memory of it."

"Aren't you the one who said the signature is yours?" Catherine asked. "Are you sure it wasn't forged?"

"That's what's weird about. I have no memory of it! But the signature is mine. I can recognize my

handwriting anywhere. The way I sign 'Aaliyah', it flows, which can't be replicated, not with such

fluidity." I racked my brain, trying to recall when I might have signed that document.

At least I'd have some memory even in my haziest moments. I really had no idea what happened

during those terrifying days.

I went to pick up Probert after leaving the club. I parked the car far away this day and strolled leisurely

to the school gate.

Just as the school was letting out the younger grades, I purposefully stood where Marissa used to

stand, but there was no sign of her.

While keeping an eye out for Marissa, I searched the crowd of children for the boy, Evan.

Not long later, there was Evan with his little backpack, looking rather unhappy.

"Evan!" I called out to him.

He looked up at me, his small face serious and eyes filled with confusion.

I walked over to him with a friendly smile. "How come your mom isn't here today, Evan?"

He pouted, not answering, and continued walking out of the school gate. His expression was

melancholy yet arrogant.

"Evan, who's picking you up today?" I persisted.

"My dad!" he replied in a small voice.

I was taken aback and instinctively scanned the surroundings, but there was no sign of Jaylan. I figured

if Jaylan saw me here, he would definitely not show up.

Evan was looking around as well, his little face looking anxious. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I purposely stood by his side, waiting with him. As expected, we didn’t see Jaylan coming up.