Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 451

The moment I answered the call, Jessica's furious shouts blasted through the speaker, "Aaliyah

Wilburn, what the heck did you take from my mom?"

I scrunched my brows and stretched the phone away, hitting speaker mode and tossing it onto the

couch. Then, I lounged back, biting into an apple with a crisp snap, while Jessica ranted like a tempest

on the other end.

"What gives you the right to take my mom's stuff? What are you trying to do? I'm telling you, Aaliyah,

you better bring it back or this isn't over…"

"Oh yeah? And how's it not gonna be over?" I replied coolly, lounging there, taking another crunchy bite

of my apple. "Spell it out for me, I'm all ears!"

"Aaliyah, you damn..." Jessica was practically choking on her rage, cursing up a storm!

I shot back, unfazed, "Look who's talking! Jessica, you've been dipping into my Medsafe Liyah Inc.'s

funds, and I haven't even come after you yet. And here you are questioning me. Are you asking for

trouble?"

"You're full of it, you... you tramp..."

"Tramp? Seems you're confusing me with someone else. How about I shoot a text to Palmer and we

see who the real tramp is?" I quipped with a smirk. "Girl, I've got some juicy details that would make

Palmer serve you on a silver platter!"

Silence fell on the other end of the line, and I chuckled at her reaction.

"And another thing, you're a real piece of work, you know? You've been making bank and I haven't

even come for my cut. And you have the nerve to come at me? Are you even aware that as a financial

director, swiping company cash for yourself, especially a cool thirty million, is serious crime?"

I pressed her hard, then continued, "How about I just call the cops right now, give them a heads-up?

You're at the hospital, right? Hang tight, I'll make the call. Won't take more than ten minutes before they

come for you!"

"Aaliyah..." Jessica's voice quivered.

"I'm here. Now talk nice, no need for all that yelling."

The line went dead silent again.

I kept munching on my apple, laid-back, and said, "Who told you I took Hazel's stuff? Do you even

know what it was? Tell me!"

I was testing Jessica now.

"What does it matter who told me? Just answer the question, did you take it or not?" Jessica barked

back, though much of her fire had died down.

"I did!" I boldly admitted, "Hazel asked me to purchase a burial plot for Evan!"

"Why the hell should he get a burial plot? What's he to her that the Dawson family should buy him a

plot?" Predictably, Jessica spat venomously.

"Whoa there! You shouldn't talk like that. You dare speak so recklessly when you saw what happened

to your mom, getting burned out of nowhere?"

I relished her discomfort, "Better watch your mouth! Evan was wronged, he's got some heavy

grievances! Keep spouting nonsense and you might jinx yourself. Don't say I didn't warn you!"

As I continued to savor the apple, I called out, "Hey Hannah, this apple is sweet. Make sure we get

more of these next time!"

"You got it!" came Hannah's voice from the other end.

Jessica had no filter on her rage, and I couldn't help but laugh at her bluntness.

Quick as a flash, I retorted, "As to whose kid he really is, asking me won't do you any good. You should

be grilling your two brothers; they ought to know, right? Oh... and if they can't figure it out themselves,

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I laid it out, confident in my assumptions. I was sure Zora was right there with Jessica. With Jessica's

sour temper, once Zora spilled the beans, she'd be lighting up my phone in no time.

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