Chapter 102
Chapter 102
Sure enough, my words had stirred up a hornet's nest in Jaylan, who stopped eating his meal to shoot
me a cold hard, look. “You seem to be in great health lately, considering you have all this energy to pry
into other people's private matters!,” he satirized icily.
A smirk crossed my face as my mind sneered in retort. Other people's private matters? It was more like
your dirty little secrets!
“Private matters indeed,” I retorted. “You see, she’s always skirting around me, and it piqued my
curiosity.”
Jaylan dropped his fork, his face paling slightly, seriousness etched on his face. “Listen here, Allie.
Don’t pick up the gossipy habits like those idle dames or pry into other folks’ business like some old
biddy. It’s tacky.”
Seeing his anxious face, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “You’re the old biddy here! I was just
saying it, but why so jumpy? So annoying!”
My carefree attitude left Jaylan at a loss, and across the table, Zora’s face darkened in my unabashed
laughter. Meanwhile, Clara’s eyes darted between the three of us, clearly relishing the unfolding drama.
“Just a heads-up. You’d better steer clear of those nasty habits of the trophy wives. You’d better nip it in
the bud. Don’t meddle in affairs that don’t concern you!” His face was stone-cold, and his eyes were a
stormy sea of emotions. I could tell he was on the brink of losing his temper.
But I couldn’t care less about his temper. What was he thinking when he did that in the first place? So, I
tried to play it cool and pretended to be disappointed. “Alright, alright! I was just curious. Seeing her
living the high life, staying in a posh neighborhood, driving a luxury car, and sending her child to a
private elite school, I think she’s married a rich guy. But considering her boastful nature, it’s strange
how she dodges any questions about her husband. Don’t you think it’s odd? All I wanted to know was
why. You’ve got a problem with that? What are you getting all worked up for? Does it have anything to
do with you?”
“Nonsense! What’s it to me? I’m not worked up. Poking your nose into others' affairs is a major no-no.
You’d best keep your distance from that Marissa woman. I have a hunch that she’s got a hidden
agenda.” Jaylan, seemingly cornered, started badmouthing Marissa.
It looked like he was at his wit's end.
I could hardly imagine what Marissa would think if she knew about Jaylan's judgment of her.
Indeed, she had a hidden agenda!
Glancing up, I noticed Zora’s face light up with an unusual delight. I stared at Zora nonchalantly, who
hastily lowered her gaze to her plate, trying to conceal the fleeting moment of triumph.
I cursed under my breath. “Stop the little gloating, Zora. I swear I’ll make you taste Jaylan's wrath and
know the feeling of being beaten up.”
If it weren’t for the fact that I hadn’t found the drug she was hiding, I would have kicked her out long
ago.
But this might be a good thing. The conversation between Jaylan and me must have been a catalyst for
Zora. She surely wouldn’t stay indifferent, especially since I had Logan pass on this information to that
Maddox.
So, I was sure that Zora knew about Marissa and her child. She even knew where Jaylan had been
these past few days, which explained her frequent outings.
Damn it! Was this some sort of war with his mistresses?
The dinner was filled with tension, but I was delighted. Before I made my move, I had to seize every
opportunity to have them at their wit's end. However, there was one thing that puzzled me. When I was Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
in Zora’s room earlier, Clara’s sudden shout felt like a warning. Was she trying to tip me off?
I glanced at Clara, who had been quietly eating her meal. Noticing my gaze, she gave me a brilliant
smile. Could Clara have known I was in Zora’s room? I shouldn’t underestimate this little girl.
That night, the kids were exhausted from playing and went to bed early. Ever since Probert came back,
Carl stopped clinging to Zora, which was definitely a good thing for me.
Jaylan announced that he had a video conference to attend. I took the opportunity to bring him a cup of
coffee, sneakily taking a peek. He was indeed in a meeting, which meant he hadn’t been to his office
these past few days.
I didn’t stay long. After placing the cup, I left. Just then, Catherine sent me a message saying the
investor had agreed to proceed with the project. As for the details, they would be discussed at another
meeting.
Although I was curious about who this friend of Catherine was, since he had agreed to meet me in
person, we would meet sooner or later. This news lifted my spirits.
I received a text on WhatsApp right after I sent Catherine a thumbs-up emoji. The profile picture of the
texter was two people hand in hand, but the male hand looked oddly familiar. And its content was,
“Hello!”
A thought crossed my mind, and I was pretty sure this was Marissa’s account.
Good lord! Before I could go for her, she beat me to it. This was good news indeed!