Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 51

Catherine agreed, nodding at my statement, "The mad dog must have gotten a whiff of something!" Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I clenched my fists tightly, glaring at Jaylan on the mobile surveillance screen, gnashing my teeth in

anger, "He's targeting the Wilburn family, not satisfied with what he's reaped from us. That's the real

reason he stopped my medication— the audacity."

"We need to plan our next move. I've seen the nanny he's arranged, a middle-aged woman, not young!

I've asked Ronan to dig into her background, but I didn't dare hint anything to Galen. Once we know

more about her, we'll figure out a way to clue Galen in. You should think about how to break it to him,"

Catherine advised.

Before we could discuss further, I saw Jaylan leave the living room and head upstairs.

Catherine and I exchanged a glance, shut off the mobile, and pretended to engage in a heated

conversation—I was lying on the bed while Catherine leaned against the couch.

It took a while before Jaylan knocked and entered, clearly having eavesdropped on our chat. He didn't

want us to spend too much time alone.

After lunch, Catherine was called away by a work call.

As soon as Catherine left, I retreated to my room, tired but relieved, to rest and regain my strength—my

main priority.

I knew I was safe, at the very least until the city planning of Silverdale City was finalized. He would

keep me alive.

If Catherine's information was accurate, then our family would be the biggest beneficiary, since our old

house was the largest and the yard the most distinctive. The compensation would be extremely

attractive. If I died, the compensation would have nothing to do with him!

No wonder Jaylan suddenly stopped my medication when I was on the brink of death.

Sure enough, a week later, Jaylan finally took the time to accompany me to the hospital. The

comprehensive check-up results were encouraging; all the indicators were promising.

Clearly the report was clearly faked by Jaylan, who had the doctor prescribe me medication

nonetheless.

Jaylan hugged me tightly, beaming, nearly asking for a reward. He shamelessly proclaimed that we

could arrange the trip back to Silverdale City in a couple of days.

For safety reasons, I had Catherine take the medicine to Dr. Edmond for examination the next day. The

medicine had no issues and was indeed beneficial for my recovery, especially when combined with Dr.

Edmond's antidote.

I didn't know whether to feel relieved or saddened. This time, I was genuinely convalescing.

On Tuesday, I made a surprise visit to the company for an inspection.

Things had changed so much that if it weren't for Clara at the front desk, I wouldn't have been able to

enter my own company, let alone review the company's finances.

Throughout the company, the old-timers who'd been grinding alongside me, were dwindling to a

handful.

The company was now run by the Dawsons, the high-level managers were all relatives of theirs. The

General Manager was Jesper Dawson, the only one who attended a non-prestigious university, and

Jaylan's sister, Jessica Dawson was in charge of finances.

The situation was beyond what I had expected. I was prepared for Jaylan to make his moves after

taking over, but I didn't anticipate a complete reshuffling of the team. My confidants were all gone.

It felt as if I had been transported to a strange land in an instant.

After Clara accompanied me upstairs, the staff had already informed Jesper, who greeted me with a

smile.

"Aaliyah, why didn't you tell us you were coming? I would have picked you up!" Jesper, dressed in a

crisp suit, greeted me with a warm smile, his eyes hidden behind glasses, subtly sweeping over Clara

who had accompanied me.

The Dawson men were all handsome. Jesper might not have been as attractive as his older brother

Jaylan, but he had a distinctly refined demeanor.

Back when I married Jaylan, Jesper was still in high school. His mediocre academic performance didn't

deter him from wanting to attend university. I ended up paying for him to attend a non-prestigious

university, where he pursued a degree in economics and management.

I never thought it would come in handy.

"I was bored at home, so I thought I'd drop by the company," I replied, scanning the open-plan office

before asking Jesper, "Is Jaylan not in?"