Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 397

Her eyes were brimming with unshed tears as she looked at me, her face was pale as a ghost, her lips

were trembling wildly and a fine mist of perspiration dotted the bridge of her nose.

“I…I…” she stuttered over the word multiple times, but couldn’t seem to form a coherent sentence.

I had been in a rush to leave, but now I sat down firmly, slamming her cell phone down on the coffee

table.

Leaning back, I gave her a frosty stare. She shivered. “Miss, I didn’t mean anything by it, I was just…

just messing around with the camera. I couldn't sleep, so I got up, saw you all having a blast chatting

last night, and I just… just watched… and then saw that, and started taking photos…” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Cut to the chase!” I snapped, my tone anything but gentle, “After you took the photos, where did you

send them?”

This was an unexpected windfall. I hadn’t planned on dealing with her, but she had practically walked

into the line of fire. The content on her phone was shocking, enough to make me fear the worst.

I can’t let her stick around.

“I didn’t send them! Miss, you can’t blame me, but I didn’t send… I don’t even know how to send stuff. I

was just taking photos without thinking…” she babbled on.

I was about to speak when my phone rang. I grabbed it immediately, hoping for an important call, but it

was Logan.

“Allie, are you playing games with me?” Logan’s voice came through lazily.

“I’ll be there in a jiffy! Hold on!” I told Logan on the other end of the line, then hung up.

Glancing at the clock, it was already five. I turned to Hannah, who was standing nearby, “Keep an eye

on her. I’ll be back soon!”

With that, I snatched the phone from the coffee table and headed out.

Gemma panicked when she saw me take her phone, calling out, “Miss…”

She tried to follow me, but Hannah stepped forward, arms crossed, blocking her path with a chilling

warning, “I’d advise you to stay put and not make a fuss!”

I didn’t have time to waste, hurrying out the door.

Once outside, I sprinted toward the Wood Manor, my mind racing with unease.

The short dash of less than 500 meters had me having a hard time catching my breath.

Reaching the gates, I stopped and leaned on the wall at the entrance, gasping for breath as if my chest

would burst.

At that moment, the gate of the Wood Manor swung open, and Ronan stepped out.

He wasn’t surprised to see me, immediately coming to my aid. “Allie, what’s the emergency?”

“Ronan, we need to find Catherine,” I panted, then after catching my breath, continued, “I can’t get a

hold of her. I’ve been calling non-stop... No answer. No one’s picking up… Something’s off. This has

never happened before!”

Ronan took out his phone and tried calling Catherine as well. I watched him anxiously, and after a

moment, he hung up and asked me, “Why do you think something happened to her?”

Just then, Logan came out, yawning, “Allie, why are you standing outside? Come on in.”

I gestured to Ronan and signaled Logan to follow us into the Wood Manor.

Turning to Logan, I asked, “Has Catherine called you lately? When’s the last time you heard from her?”

Logan looked puzzled and asked, “What do you mean?”

Logan reached for his phone to dial, but Ronan cut in. “Her phone’s turned off!”

“What? It was ringing when I tried from home!” I insisted, dialing again, only to confirm it was switched

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Panic set in, and I looked helplessly at Ronan.

“Don’t panic. Tell me what happened!”