Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 160

As expected, the PR stunt worked like a charm, turning the online tide against Jerome and giving

Jaylan some respite.

I was only giving him a brief respite because I had to use this opportunity to take back what I wanted.

After taking care of all that, I rushed to pick up Monique. Without wasting any time, I bought plane

tickets for us and headed straight for Silverdale City together with three kids and Helga.

I did this for several reasons. I intentionally left some space for Jaylan to clean up his mess. Once this

mess was handled, it would inevitably cause conflicts. I was just leaving them to tear each other apart. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Also, I must deal with the nanny situation in Silverdale City as soon as possible. I had no idea how

much my parents knew, but it was time to talk to them.

What I didn't know was that the situation in Silverdale City was way beyond my imagination.

When landing in Silverdale City and stepping into Oldtown Avenue, a familiar smell greeted us.

I vaguely remembered the last time we were here, Monique was only about 4 or 5 years old, and

Probert was about the age as Carl.

Monique had grown to be a beautiful young lady. At home, she was a bit rebellious, but she was

suddenly a lot more obedient here.

When I picked her up, she was visibly upset, huffing and asking me, "Why did you come to pick me up?

Where's dad?"

She was resistant to my arrangement when she got home and heard that we were flying right away,

and she had been sulking for a long time, even ignoring Helga.

It was only on the plane that she couldn't help but ask me, "Why did we change the nanny?"

I told her the previous nanny had returned to her hometown to get married. She then sulked back into

her seat, pretending to sleep. I chose to ignore her sulking and let her deal with it on her own.

Probert kindly told her, "Monique, I really like Helga. Her cooking is good, and you'll know once you try

it!" Probert had become my secret weapon.

We hadn't been back here for a long time, especially Monique, who was excited to see the dreamy

Oldtown Avenue.

The moment the car reached the corner of Oldtown Avenue, even I was surprised. The old, serious

Oldtown Avenue was adorned with vibrant colored lamps. It was serene, antique yet passionate,

looking breathtakingly beautiful.

This was a sight I hadn't seen in years. I only dreamed it once or twice.

Monique immediately wanted to get out of the car. I told the driver stop for her and asked her if she

could find her grandmother's house on her own. She looked at me with disdain and said, "What's so

hard about that? Isn't grandma's house the biggest one?"

Before I could respond, Probert looked up at me and said, "Mommy, I can go with her!"

I was pleased. Probert is really thoughtful. I looked into the depths of Oldtown Avenue and said

excitedly, "Then mommy will go, too!"

Monique's eyes lit up at my words, and I thought to myself, "Gotcha!”

Our arrival made the old house feel like a festival.

My mom said that the colored lamps on the street were prepared by several Oldtown Avenue residents

who still lived there at my dad's request when we were on the plane.

"This is ceremonial, isn't it?" Monique looked at the lanterns with an air of arrogance, holding her

grandmother's arm.

"Our little princess is back. Of course, we need to make it ceremonial!" My mom couldn't stop smiling,

looking at me and saying, "Oh, can you believe it? When you left, you were alone. Now you've come

back with three little angels like you. That's quite an achievement!"

I frowned. "Mom, is that really an achievement?"

"Of course it is. What our family need is more people. You're a hero!" My mom looked at me

affectionately and proudly. "We could always have more!"

It warmed Helga's heart, and even Carl, who was in her arms, started to squeal excitedly.

Catherine’s father Kenney and his families were at our house, making it quite lively. Seeing my three

children, all lively and handsome, Catherine's mom couldn't help but pinch their faces in admiration.

"Catherine is just messing around. Look at Aaliyah's kids. They're so adorable!"

She then called her own grandchildren over to play with Monique and Probert. In no time, a swarm of

kids was running around, having a great time!

I finally met the nanny, Marissa’s aunt.