Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 76

Intrigued, I zoomed in on what Zora was looking at on her screen, puzzled.

I then heard Zora ask, "Where'd you get that?"

Clara, smug, ran a hand over her neck and giggled with a sickly sweet tone, "It's a gift from Mister! He said I'm just so darn adorable he couldn't resist! He gave me this necklace and even bought me two new outfits because apparently, I can't look shabby when I go to the office!"

She then flaunted the shopping bags in her hand, "Mister took me shopping, that's why I got back late! He said he wouldn't be home for dinner."

At this, Zora was livid. She was holding Baby Carl and impulsively slapped Clara across the face.

The slap was so fierce I could almost feel the sting myself. I saw Zora still holding Carl, who was startled from the force of it. Carl nearly went flying, and I couldn't help but scream in fright.

Luckily, Carl was clinging to Zora's neck at the time and was saved from a nasty fall.

However, the sudden movement scared him and he immediately burst into tears.

I couldn't help but think, "I need to focus more on the kid. Despite his young age, if he continues to be around this shrew, he's going to suffer."

Clara was momentarily stunned by the slap. She instinctively covered her face and then, in a blink of an eye, she was furious. With the speed of lightning, she returned the slap. From the look of it, Clara's slap was no less potent than Zora's.

Actually, it was accurate, hard, and swift!

She was so fast that I didn't even see what had happened on the monitor.

This sent Zora into a frenzy. She set Carl down on the couch and lunged at Clara. They were immediately entangled in a catfight.

This statement simply blew my mind. I never expected Zora to disregard her family respect, no wonder she could easily cross the lines with me.

"If you say that again, just try me!" Zora threatened.

"Hahaha! Zora, do you really think I'm scared of you?" Clara rallied, getting up from the floor. Her disheveled hair framed her pale face, making her look ghostly. Yet, her expression was defiant, not a trace of fear to be seen.

I have to admit, these two were seasoned fighters. Neither of them had gone for the face but judging from Clara's struggle to get up, she must have been hurt pretty bad.

She struggled to her feet, swaying, then walked over to Zora. A wicked smile crept across her ashen face as she raised an eyebrow at Zora, "Zora, the folks over at Seaside are still looking for their daughter. Isn't that silly? Should I tell them..."

"Clara... you're talking nonsense!" Zora's eyes widened as she stared at Clara, who seemed to have transformed into a specter before her eyes.