Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 230

Hearing my query, Hannah glanced at me, "I'll have someone keep tabs on her. We'll figure out her routine in a few days!"

"Not a bad idea. That girl is quite smart, never playing by the rules! It's necessary to have some control!" My heart sank every time I thought of Clara's unpredictable characteristics.

As soon as we got home, the property management staff followed us in, asking about the window repairs. I told them to get someone over immediately.

Otherwise, looking at the gaping hole where the window used to be, I felt like it was an open wound, unsettling to the core.

This home had always been my labor of love, but my emotions were different now.

In the past, I was a dutiful and considerate wife, always wanting to create more opportunities for Jaylan to shine outside, hoping to elevate his stature.

Now, I wanted to transform this home into a warm haven for my children and me, our fortress of strength. I yearned for the day Jaylan would regret leaving us.

Hannah watched as the property management staff worked on the window. I took this chance to call my father, assuming Jaylan would be reaching out to him soon.

The moment the call connected, my father answered, "Sweetheart!"

I got straight to the point, "Dad, the overseas contract is settled. I predict we'll be back in Silverdale City soon!"

"Jaylan has already shared the good news!" My father's voice was full of confidence, "This is a positive development."

"I bet Jaylan has a spy in VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals. Otherwise, he wouldn't be this aggressive!" I always had a hunch that Jaylan had targeted VitalAxis, "Dad, have someone reliable check if there's someone named Daniel in VitalAxis!"

"There is, he's an external pharmaceutical agent!" My father said assuredly, "He's been there for a year! I have all his information."

"Don't be too hard on yourself! If he wants to swallow our family, he'd better have a strong enough bite!" My father's voice had a dark edge.

"Dad... I can't even imagine... If it weren't for you, the Wilburn family..." my voice trailed off.

"Honey, you're doing great. Even without me, you'd manage!"

"Are the three kids causing trouble?" I changed the topic, not wanting to continue this heavy conversation.

"Of course not, they're doing great! The two older ones are helping with the Oldtown Avenue survey. They're enthusiastic and motivated!" My father's laughter was particularly infectious when talking about the children.

"What are they surveying?" I asked.