Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 429

I pushed myself up from the couch, stretching out the kinks in my back, and turned to Hannah with a

yawn. "I'm gonna take a quick bath to freshen up. You should get some rest, too. We've got that

appointment with Mr. Elbert later."

"Sure thing!" Hannah chirped back, her voice bubbling with energy.

The moment I sank into the warmth of the bath, my muscles finally relaxed. I was bone-tired, my

eyelids heavy. If it weren't for the meeting with Elbert, I would've seriously considered curling up for a

nap. But Jaylan's words kept replaying in my mind - "Unless you die!" That's what he had the gall to

say. The man I'd given a decade of my life to.

First heir? What a joke! He probably didn't even know that I'd already put Gemma, that old coot, behind

bars. And as for my parents, they were in safe hands with Ronan looking after them.

And even though it was no secret that I was the silent powerhouse behind VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals,

my dad's genius was in the fine print. He had all the authority over the shares, handling everything until

I officially took over. That meant all transactions went through him until I signed on the dotted line and

made it officially mine. Those properties were my premarital property, so Jaylan had no claim over

them.

First heir, my foot!

With my dad, that crafty old fox, he wouldn't get a dime from the Wilburn estate.

Even if I’m dead, he wouldn't see a cent. I'd moved all the assets that came my way, just like he did -

legally and out of reach. His dreams of being the first in line were nothing but pipe dreams.

As I meticulously went over every detail in my mind, ensuring there were no loose ends, there was a

knock on the bathroom door. It was Hannah, reminding me the time and our need to head out. The

place we were heading to was off the beaten path and warranted an early start.

I sprung from the tub, rinsed off, and felt recharged, like a battery at full capacity.

I slipped into a loose-fitting sunny yellow silk dress, cinching it at the waist with a slim belt, looking both

smart and fetching. Just my short hair needed a trim.

Stepping out with my room, I found Hannah leaning against her door, scrolling through her phone. She

glanced up and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "You look stunning!"

I flashed a confident smile. "Thanks!"

Hannah's little grin twinkled with mischief. "I’m proud to be the chauffeur!"

I paused, giving her a once-over. "Hmm... you could use a makeover!"

"Stop right there!" She wrapped an arm around me, ushering me forward. "Please, I can't deal with

your fashionista vibe. Not my style!"

"What's wrong with it?" I teased, tugging at her sleek ponytail. "Would it kill you to mix it up, maybe dial

up the glam a bit?"

"Not my style," she protested. "I don't have time for that! I'd rather catch some extra sleep."

"Are you tired?" I eyed her, then quickly nodded in agreement. "True, I've been running you ragged.

Once things settle down, I'll make sure you sleep as much as you want."

"Or not!" She let go and gestured for me to head downstairs. "I'm used to the pace now. If I try to sleep

in, I'll just lie there, wide awake."

I smirked, ribbing her further. "That's your problem; no wonder Larkin looks clueless. You'll be waiting

forever at this rate!"

Her face flushed a fiery red as she bolted ahead. "Stop teasing me!"

She didn't look back, just jumped into the car and revved the engine.

Hannah seemed confused. "You're looking to buy?" Read at NovelDrama.Org

The car rolled away from the estate, and we made small talk on the way to the seaside club. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Suddenly, Hannah's tone changed. "Heads up, Allie. Someone’s tailing us."