Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 475

I not only ruffled Jerome's feathers but also turned to Jaylan with a smirk, "Oh... and speaking of which! Jaylan, where's Zora today? Shouldn’t she be standing beside you? This seems like the perfect place for a show of force, don't you think?"

My words, of course, were a barb aimed at Camilla.

"Cut the crap!" Jaylan snapped, his patience at its end.

Jessica saw her chance and jumped in, stirring the pot, "Jaylan, if it weren't for her swiping mom's wallet, I wouldn't have had that fight with Zora!"

I couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter, "Jerome, did you hear that? Your sister finally admitted!"

Jerome shot Jessica a frigid glance, making her involuntarily shiver and take a step back.

"Jerome, do you know why your mother handed me her wallet?" I asked, locking eyes with him before pointing at Jesper, "You might want to have a chat with your little brother here!"

Jesper's gaze faltered.

"Jerome, you've been dreaming of pulling the strings at Medsafe Liyah Inc., but your pathetic little brother knows nothing but fooling around with women.

Not only did he destroyed the Medsafe Liyah Inc., but he also cost you the two people closest to you—one, your brilliant son, and the other, your mother who truly loved you. And the mastermind behind it all has vanished without a trace."

Jerome, pushed past his limits, stepped forward furiously and slapped Jaylan hard across the face, leaving a scarlet streak blooming at the corner of his mouth. But Jaylan didn't dare retaliate, just met my gaze with an opaque storm of emotions swirling in his eyes.

"Oh, and this good for nothing..." I nodded towards Jaylan, continuing to needle Jerome, "He probably didn't tell you about the opportunity he blew that could have catapulted Medsafe Liyah Inc. to the top, a partnership with VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals? If it worked out..."

I let my voice trail off tantalizingly, "but he blew it already. Jerome, and you can't escape it now!"

"What have you done?" Jerome's hawk-like eyes bore into me as if I were prey, "Aaliyah, did you bring the cops here?"

"Jerome, you're overthinking it! Like I said, I'm just here to pay my respects!" I retorted and moved forward to place a bouquet of white chrysanthemums on Hazel's casket.

Regardless of everything, respect for the deceased comes first.

Having said my piece, I turned to leave, "I've said my goodbyes! You all can carry on."