Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 416

Catherine's eyes lit up like Christmas lights when she saw Logan walk in, her ears turning a shade of Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

pink that would give Santa's suit competition. But her words came out twisted like tangled tree lights, "I

was almost killed, okay? Pure luck that I didn't end up dead!"

Logan, hearing her words, sat down on the chair in front of the bed and leaned back, saying fiercely,

"Who can you blame on? You're in this mess because you went looking for trouble, aren’t you? Other

than not ending up dead, what exactly did your little sleuthing adventure accomplish? Spill it!"

His words were a clear jab at her.

Catherine's face froze, her complexion turning gloomy.

That's the thing about people, if it had been just the two of them, Catherine would've taken it on the

chin. But with me and Hannah in the room, her pride wouldn't allow it. It was like Logan had slapped

her in the face in front of us.

I saw it all and thought, 'Man, Logan's really stirring the pot.' He knew damn well Catherine didn't want

to drudge up the mess, but here he was, poking the bear. Was he looking for a fight?

Sure, he might've wanted to remind her to be more careful, but timing is everything. She had just

woken up, and he started with the lecture. No way she'd be jolly about that.

So, I stepped in to smooth things over. "Hold up, Logan. Catherine's little escapade got the council's

attention. Lavender Lane is on the list for a major clean-up. If that's not a win, I don't know what is."

"That is something to cheer about," Logan conceded, nodding genuinely for a moment before adding,

"But don't you think that's too big a price to pay?"

I eyed him to tell him to stop talking, but he pretended not to notice.

"I don't know about any Lavender Lane, but if you're willing to risk your neck to get noticed, you're

practically a saint. They should crown you the Goldenvale Town Good Samaritan!" Logan's sarcasm

cut deep.

Catherine, unfazed, shot back, "You can save your concern, DragonLord. My life's my own to gamble

with. If my number's up, I'll take my final bow gracefully. If not, I'll face it head-on. No need for you to

fret."

Logan got the hint; she was peeved. He paused, then switched gears with a smile. "Alright, enough of

that. Tell us what went down. How'd you get caught?"

That was the million-dollar question on my mind, too. I eagerly settled in closer to Catherine. "Yeah,

what happened? They switched cars and you didn't notice, right? What went down at the roundabout?"

Catherine looked at me with renewed energy, her pride forgotten. "Switched cars? I had no clue..." She

seemed genuinely surprised, only now learning that she had been following a decoy.

"When did they switch cars?" she asked Logan, thinking that this had to be a clue that Logan had

found.

"I was tailing that car like a hawk. How could they have switched without me noticing?" she muttered,

piecing it together.

"...Mulberry Mews..." Catherine pondered.

She continued, "I was sure I was following Jaylan, but it was a bust. I leaned in to double-check the

license plate when I got out of the car, and wham! Something hit me from behind, and then everything

went black." Coոtent of Drąmanovеls.com

I listened, holding my breath, staring at Catherine in shock and awe.

After a moment of silence, I peeked over at Logan. His face was as serious as a judge, wordless for

what felt like an eternity.