Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 256

Clearly, Jaylan had seen enough of Renata’s foolishness and decided he was no longer going to humor

her.

I must admit, I was taken aback by his reaction. Renata, too, seemed unprepared for Jaylan’s abrupt

dismissal. Her face alternated pale, indicating her indecision.

Jaylan turned to Jesper, his voice holding a meaningful tone, “Jesper, take Ms. Renata home, she

seems to have had a bit too much to drink.”

Jesper responded promptly, “Sure.”

He got up and walked over to Renata, extending his hand, “Ms. Renata, let me take you home.”

Renata, however, dodged Jesper and kept her gaze fixed on Jaylan, her eyes brimming with unshed Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

tears. She maintained her composure as she said, “Mr. Dawson, I beg your pardon… I didn’t drink at

all, how could I possibly be drunk…”

“Ms. Renata, a wise person knows when to advance and when to retreat,” Jaylan spoke, intending to

leave, but Renata grabbed his arm.

“I only wanted her to have a drink. You're so protective of her! What about me? I came here for you

today, and I am the hostess today. I…”

“Enough!” Jaylan cut her off, shaking her hand off his arm and glared at her, “Take care of yourself!”

Renata stubbornly clung to Jaylan’s arm, “Don’t leave!”

Jaylan glanced around, coldly shook off Renata’s grip, and turned to Jesper, “What are you waiting for?

Take her home!”

Jesper, realizing the situation was escalating, grabbed Renata by her slim arm, causing her to yelp,

“You're hurting me! What are you doing?”

Everyone’s attention was drawn to Jesper’s hand gripping Renata’s arm.

Behind Jesper's glasses, his eyes were icy, menacing. It was the first time I had seen such a terrifying

side of him.

When everyone turned to look, his face instantly resumed its usual polite demeanor, even appearing

somewhat helpless towards Renata, but his grip on her arm didn’t loosen.

I was utterly confused!

Normally, Renata was a seasoned socialite, adept at handling unexpected situations with grace and

composure.

Yet today, her behavior was far from commendable. It reeked of pettiness, which was completely out of

character for her.

I silently watched, feeling that something was amiss. Even if she had drunk the drink intended for me,

she seemed sober. But my assumption was soon proven wrong.

Renata, probably uncomfortable from the grip on her arm, struggled to look at Jesper, “Do you know

who I am? How can you treat me…” Her voice lacked any hint of authority. Instead, it was laced with a

seductive tone, her eyes were glazed over, and she even tugged at her collar.

This action caused an immediate hush in the crowd, all eyes fixed on Renata.

I silently cursed, realizing she must be unconscious now.

“Don’t go, I don’t want to leave… let me hold you, you feel so good…”

Renata was murmuring, continuing to tug at her collar, exposing her fair skin. She was relentless.

“…so hot!” She spun around, suddenly wrapping herself around Jesper, her body clinging to his like a

snake. Her expression and posture were so outrageous that it shattered my perception of her.

The entire hall was silent, everyone staring in shock.

Meanwhile, the journalists present were ecstatic. They wouldn’t miss such an exciting scene.

The sound of cameras clicking filled the air.

Not just the journalists, but also the guests who were fond of their smartphones, began to record every

detail of the unfolding drama!

Renata, however, had completely lost her self-control. Despite Jesper’s anger and his attempts to

shake her off, she clung to him like a magnet and mumbled, “Jerome… hold me…”

I was stunned. What did she just call him?

Jerome?