Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 390

I glanced down at my phone and saw that it was Camilla calling back.

Hannah gave a quick look at the phone as she continued to drive, and I quickly picked up. "Hey, Camilla!"

"Aaliyah, I was in the kitchen and didn't hear your call!" Her voice sounded cheerful, "Is Fidelia behaving?"

"Absolutely! She's been in high spirits since we got here, so I totally forgot to call you back. It was Hannah who reminded me!" I confessed honestly, not hiding a thing, "You don’t need to worry. Monique has been with her every step of the way!"

"Yeah, Fidelia told me over the phone. She's all giggles now!" Camilla's voice choked up a bit, "She's never been this happy back home with me!"

"Well, they're learning together, running wild around the streets. How could she not be happy? With my girl Monique keeping her company, how could she possibly behave?" I chuckled openly, "She's adjusted so well and hasn't been shy like you warned!"

"Her dad asked about her just yesterday!"

My heart tightened before I asked, "Did you tell him? That she's come to Silverdale City?"

"I did. I told him Fidelia's with you in Silverdale City!" Camilla's tone was gentle, seemingly without concern.

I had this unsettling feeling, "Is Jerome back home?"

"No, he just made a phone call, inquiring about Fidelia," Camilla said calmly.

"Oh! I thought he was back and was worried about not seeing Fidelia around." I laughed it off, probing intentionally, "You told him I took her away, and did he say anything? And didn't you ask where he's at?"

"No, he didn't say much. Don't worry! He rarely gets involved with us anyway," Camilla said, downplaying the matter.

She never did say how Jerome reacted to the news of me taking Fidelia away. But his sudden call to Camilla, asking about Fidelia, was telling.

It meant he knew Fidelia was in Silverdale City.

I skirted around the topic, asking a few questions about Jerome, but Camilla was vague. I didn't dare press any further.

No need to guess—it was the panoramic map of Oldtown Avenue.

I gestured Hannah to go. This time, she didn't hesitate, nodded, and left.

I joined the group, and my dad glanced up. "You're back! Come, take a look at this map. Have you seen it before?"

I hurried over, and Probert made room for me, "Mom, over here!"

"This is the layout of our Oldtown Avenue. It's mostly unchanged, but we've added a few new landscapes! The kids have surveyed and measured every household here. Take a look at their mapping!" Pride beamed on my dad's face as he handed me a thick booklet, "Take a look and let us know what you think."

I took the heavy booklet with both hands, its pages made of professional blueprint paper, impressively assembled.

All three kids looked at me expectantly, pride and anticipation in their eyes. Even Fidelia, who joined us later, smiled nervously, waiting for my review.

But as I opened the booklet, I was completely astonished.