Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 46

Watching her car pull away, I made my way to Zora's room and quickly found her wallet. I snapped a picture of her bank card and ID, then sent it off to a friend of mine who worked at the bank, asking her to check the transaction history for me.

I had a hunch that Zora was making more money than what I was paying her. I was curious to see how much Jaylan was shelling out for his, shall we say, sex partner.

After all, information mattered. I'd been out of the loop for too long.

Shortly after, my phone buzzed with the information I'd requested. Just as I suspected, Zora's account was receiving large sums of money every month, much more than I had anticipated.

With a self-deprecating laugh, I realized that Zora was living a far more comfortable life than I was at the moment.

Jaylan was certainly generous with her. The realization left a bitter taste in my mouth.

This made me think about the 'threat' Jaylan had mentioned. What could Zora possibly have on him that would make him part with his money so willingly?

In addition, I found something else in the transaction history. Every month, Zora was transferring a small amount of money, just $300, to another account at the same bank.

I quickly made another call to my friend, asking her to look into this account.

Within minutes, she told me the account belonged to a Clara Rhylee.

Suddenly, it all made sense. Clara must be Zora's sister. Catherine had mentioned that Zora had a sister.

I immediately called Logan, asking her to find out where Clara was and what she was up to.

By the time Zora returned with our son Carl, Logan had already gotten me Clara's information. Looking over the file, an audacious idea formed in my mind. With a satisfied smile, I sank back into the couch.

He kept telling me how challenging it was to run a business when, in reality, the company was doing pretty well. But the books showed constant losses, a clear sign he was siphoning off assets.

That bastard. That was my company, built from my hard work and effort. All the capital had come from my family, the Wilburns. Now, Jaylan was living high on the hog, planning to discard me when I was no longer useful.

Unfortunately, my health wasn't up to the task of confronting him head-on. Although Dr. Edmond's medication was helping, my health wasn't going to improve overnight.

I put on a frail act, spending my days bedridden, but my mind was as sharp as ever. I couldn't afford to waste a single minute.

Seeing him play the part of the dutiful husband right in front of me, I knew it was time to up the ante.

Just as I was plotting my next move, an unexpected guest arrived at our usually quiet home early on a Saturday morning.