Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 327

Before long, he scampered up to me, grinning from ear to ear, announcing that the gentleman had decided to buy the place outright.

I caught Hannah's eye and said with finality, "Let's get the paperwork done!"

With a snap of her fingers, Hannah exclaimed, "You got it!"

At that moment, Zora was the picture of defeat, leaning helplessly against the wall, her eyes burning with resentment, glaring at me unblinkingly.

Seeing no chance for a turnaround, Clara walked into one of the rooms, packed a small suitcase with swift efficiency, and strutted out with a decisiveness that betrayed no second thoughts.

Seeing this, Zora was even more vexed. After a tense standoff, she eventually turned and went upstairs, stuffed her belongings into two large suitcases. Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, she dragged her luggage out, her face a mask of sorrow and anger.

As she passed by me, she stopped, looked at me, and suddenly flashed a discordant smile, whispering with malice, "Just you wait! I've got a surprise for you that'll knock your socks off!"

With a wicked chuckle, she sashayed out the door, this time without giving Jaylan a second glance.

Jaylan stepped up beside me, eyes downcast, inquiring softly, "What did she say to you?"

I looked away, feigning ignorance, "Nothing at all!"

"She's crazy. Don't mind her words or take them to heart," Jaylan said, scrutinizing my expression for reassurance.

"And what do you think she could possibly say?" I asked pointedly.

A gut feeling told me that Zora's 'surprise' definitely involved Jaylan. There had to be secrets between them that I was yet to uncover.

The drama ended with me successfully selling the house. The paperwork went smoothly, and the buyers, knowing they got a sweet deal, were more than accommodating.

It just goes to show, money talks. The whole process didn't even take an hour.

Hannah handed me a card, and as I took it, I asked her contentedly, "Are you hungry? Let's go grab some lunch!"

I cursed inwardly, eager to see if his conscience would feel any pinch.

"Let's settle up and head out," I instructed him.

Jaylan got up to pay the bill.

Hannah and I exchanged a knowing look, our eyebrows arching in silent agreement.

This time, I was riding in Jaylan's car.

He drove in silence, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

I wasn't in the mood for small talk either, so I picked up my phone and dialed Dalton, letting him know we were on our way. Dalton acknowledged and hung up.

Soon, we pulled up in front of the building. I glanced at Jaylan and said, "Let's go."