Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 211

I had a sudden thought and turned to Logan. "Hey! Logan, you should start by investigating our property manager! I have a feeling he isn't as innocent as he seems. Maybe he's our breakthrough?”

Logan raised his eyebrows. "Already on it!”

Just then, Catherine walked in with bags of food, plopping it all onto the table. She pointed at Logan. “I'm telling you, if Allie had eaten, I wouldn't have gotten this for you!”

I had to chuckle; Catherine was still holding a grudge. We'd all forgotten about her buying breakfast for Logan, so why bring it up again?

"Sure, sure!” Logan nodded vigorously. “I believe you. You only bought it for Allie.”

As he talked, he grabbed a bag and turned to me. “Allie, thanks for buying me breakfast!”

“Hey, you…” Catherine was left speechless.

Logan already had a bagel in his hand, shoveling it into his mouth, looking really hungry.

We all laughed. Catherine quickly picked a fancy-looking box and handed it to me, showing her concern, "Allie, I got this soup especially for you! Your favorite clam chowder!”

I gave her a thumbs up, and then turned to Janice and Gevena. “Have you two eaten?”

Janice quickly replied, “We ate in Janetta's hospital room before coming over!”

“Oh, I didn't get a chance to ask, how's Janetta doing?” I asked, taking the spoon Hannah handed me.

“It's too early to tell, but she has shown signs of waking up. Her fingers moved!” Janice's face lit up at this.

“Get out of here! What are you stirring up? Desperate for money?” Catherine smacked Logan's head. “You really will do anything for a buck!”

“Mr. Monahan, can you really look into something that happened years ago?” Janice asked hopefully.

“Why not give it a shot? No charge if I can't find anything!” Logan said with a cheeky grin, continuing to wolf down his food.

“You sound like a fortune teller. What do you mean, 'no charge if I can't find anything'? Are you trying to get money from us?” Catherine retorted.

I rolled my eyes, “There you go again!”

Logan, mouth full of food, shot a glance at Catherine. “Would you even want a fortune teller? If I got some money by that, it’s all yours if you want. Isn't that a sweet deal?”