With a nod, Hannah reached out and took my iPhone, stepping over to Zora. Gracefully, she squatted down and shoved the screen in front of Zora's eyes. Zora glanced passively at the screen, then her defenses shattered.
“No, I didn't do that. You're wrong.” Zora recoiled as if stung by a scorpion, sliding backward on the floor, shaking her head like a rattlesnake, and protesting, “Aaliyah, you can't blame everything on me. I didn't do it.”
“Really? Check the next one.” I commanded Hannah with a cold voice.
Hannah elegantly showed a playful look on her face as she watched Zora, “Shall we see the next one?”
Zora shook her head, fear evident in her eyes. Hannah checked to the next image.
“That wasn't me. Jaylan made me do it.” Zora finally blurted out.
“Did he?” I calmly turned my gaze to her, “Hannah, call Jaylan.”
“Sure thing,” Hannah replied, standing up and dialing on the touchscreen.
“Aaliyah, Jaylan made me do it, indeed. I said the same thing to his face,” Zora raised her voice in protest.
I laughed, unfazed by her fury, “Excellent. Let's have a face-to-face showdown. If you're not afraid, let's play a shameless game. Let's see who Jaylan stands with.”
I stood tall, radiating confidence, “I'm curious to see how much Jaylan values you, his advisor.”
“Aaliyah, this won't do you any good. Don't forget, if he cared about you, he wouldn't cheat on you. He wouldn't let me harm you. Don't overestimate yourself. He doesn't love you, so don't be so arrogant.” Zora was nearly hysterical.
Honestly, her cunning was no match for Clara's.
I provoked her further, “Zora, you may have forgotten that I have the right to be arrogant. I don't mind showing you how Jaylan bows to me.”
I gave her a wicked smile, then said to Hannah, “Call him.”
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