Sure enough, as I suspected, Zora wasn't out house hunting as she had claimed. She was meeting a man, a guy in his thirties, broad-shouldered and muscular. They seemed to know each other pretty well and walked into a café together.
Coincidentally, I was familiar with that café. It had a backyard parking lot and a backdoor entrance. I parked my car in the lot and briskly entered the shop. The place was set up with private booths, and the main hall was usually empty. People came here to discuss business, so they preferred the privacy of the booths.
I headed straight upstairs where I had spotted them entering a booth. For convenience of eavesdropping, I sat down on a side adjacent to them and ordered a cup of coffee.
Because the booths were not completely enclosed at the top, the sound insulation was not so great. I could clearly hear the man's deep voice coming from the neighboring booth.
"What do you want, Zora?"
"I need your help!" Zora's voice was clear and crisp, "You must help me find out about something."
The man chuckled, "I knew it! You wouldn't call me unless you needed something."
"Can you not talk like that? You are the only one I trust!" Zora's voice was full of resentment, "Do you think this is easy for me?"
"Whether it's easy or not, I don't know. But when you were living the high life, I was nothing to you. You said you trust me? Ha! I was just a puppet, at your beck and call!" The man's voice was bitter, "I must have owed you in a past life!"
"Enough!" Zora snapped back, "There's no telling who owes who. When you were spending my money, you didn't complain this much."
I was taken aback. Zora had the audacity to have another man, all while spending Jaylan's money. She sure knew how to play the game.
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