Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 395

But I was certain that Catherine must have been tailing Jaylan to the very end. That's just in her NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

character. If you dare tell her not to do something, she'll do it just out of spite.. She's a real 'charge into

the lion's den' kind of gal.

I couldn’t help sigh. It was because of me she was in this mess.

Glancing at my phone, I figured I wouldn't wait any longer. She'd seen my missed call. She'd call back

the minute she could.

Reflecting on the day's events felt like I had ridden a roller coaster. The most unexpected twist? I had

become a major shareholder in VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals, just like that.

I had to admit, my dad was really something. He played everyone like a chess master, even making a

purge look like a walk in the park.

And Ronan, the 'executioner'? Man, he was on fire. How those two worked that silent pact without my

knowledge was beyond me.

Looks like I had some serious learning to do. My dad's decisive ruthlessness was not to be

underestimated.

No wonder Ronan hinted that my dad had an ace up his sleeve. An ace that proved to be ruthlessly

efficient.

But I knew that what seemed straightforward was anything but. It required patience, endurance, and

the ability to play the long game.

What level of cunning does one need to pull that off? When had my dad mastered that art? It was a

mystery to me. He always seemed like a jolly, approachable guy. Who would have guessed he could

be just as calculated and ruthless when the situation called for it?

Lost in these thoughts, I didn't realize when I drifted off to sleep. But it wasn't a peaceful rest; bizarre

dreams haunted me all night.

I was in that hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, feeling groggy and headachy.

Then, in that half-dream state, I saw Catherine frantically banging on the car window, her face etched

with terror and despair. That jolted me awake.

I sat up and peered outside. The sky was a dull gray. I checked my phone. It was 4 a.m. Dawn was

near. I wondered when Hannah had come home.

The headache made me feel weak, but a sip of water from the nightstand refreshed me a bit.

Catherine's panicked face in my dream lingered in my mind. Should I call her again? She was a night

owl; last night's bedtime was anyone's guess.

More likely than not, she was still sleeping soundly. I decided to wait a bit longer before trying her

again.

She was notorious, the kind of person people crossed the street to avoid.

I had seen her once from a distance as she was entering a club on the arm of some older guy. It was

Hannah who pointed her out to me. But I couldn't understand why she'd be picking up Jaylan from the

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Suddenly, a chilling thought crossed my mind, sending shivers down my spine...