Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 469

When Hannah hit me with that question, I pulled a shameless grin, "Well, that's not my problem. I’ve

returned the wallet. How much money they can scrape together is none of my business. In their views,

I don’t have her damn ID! If I didn't see it, I wouldn’t know her assets, right?"

I threw up my hands in a gesture of innocence. Hannah couldn’t help but chuckle, "that’s right!"

"I bet none of them have a clue how much Hazel actually had stashed away. Otherwise, they wouldn't

be so quiet," I speculated.

"Exactly, otherwise Jessica would've been after you!" Hannah nodded in agreement, "But then again,

Jessica is so dumb. Otherwise, how could she not know about her own mom's loot?"

"That's the selfishness of the Dawson clan for you. Does Hazel really not know the pack of clowns

she's raised? If Jessica knew about her savings, she'd have swiped everything by now. Ever heard the

saying 'there's nothing worse than a thief within the family'?" I snarked. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

"Do you think they'll catch on later? After all, when they went through Hazel’s stuff, there was nothing!

No money, no valuables!" Hannah said, spreading her hands while driving.

"What's that got to do with me? I gave back whatever was given to me! No on can blame me!" I said

with a defiant smirk.

" You were quick on the uptake, no hesitation, just action!" Hannah laughed contentedly.

"It was your teamwork that was on point. We figured out the mystery in no time, found our target

without breaking a sweat!"

"Give me a break! It was your sharp thinking that discovered the secret in the wallet, and you

connected the dots instantly. You’re the one with the decisive moves."

We complimented each other and laughed heartily as the car sped towards the airport.

We were early than scheduled, so we settled down in a coffee shop, both in high spirits.

Hannah whispered, "I just can't wrap my head around why Hazel suddenly handed you that wallet. She

must've known what was in there."

I was just as baffled, "That's what I can't figure out either. But the more I think about it, the more I feel

like Hazel's actions weren't impulsive or the result of confusion. When she saw me that day, she didn’t

curse me at all. Her eyes were surprised, but not angry.

Especially when she handed me the wallet, she was so certain, 'Take it, it’s all yours, use this money...'

She didn’t finish her sentence, but her expression was one of relief, like she was genuinely happy to

give it to me."

Hannah nodded, "She even put her ID inside, it had to be genuine!"

"It felt like a weight was lifted from her shoulders when she saw me take it... that's the vibe I got," I

recalled.

"Yeah, if those things had ended up in the hands of her children, nothing would be left!" Hannah said,

"Let it go, perhaps it was her conscience."

"Sure!" I agreed, but then added, "Isn’t it fate, though? If I hadn't bumped into Zora that day, if she

hadn't provoked me with her words, if I hadn't gone to see Hazel, would all this be nothing?"

"Exactly, her death was unexpected, she couldn't have predicted she'd die that day! It all seems

destined. It feels like everything is predetermined!"

"That's so true! Gives me the creeps!" I said, but deep down, I felt there was more to Hazel giving me

her belongings.

We sipped our coffee, chatting sporadically.

Suddenly, Hannah nudged me. I turned to look at her and she subtly indicated a direction with a slight

tilt of her head. Following her finger, I was shocked to see Clara.

My pupils shrank as I said, "Clara?"

It had been a while since I'd seen her. And she still owed me for lying to me for Catherine Damon.

There she was, Clara's lean figure with a backpack, walking calmly through the crowd with a burly man

by her side.

I frowned immediately, and Hannah asked, confused, "What's wrong?"

"Are you sure?" Hannah's eyes sharpened.

I nodded without hesitation, "Sure, I’d recognize that silhouette anywhere!" New chąpter avąilable oո

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Hannah glanced at her phone, "We're running out of time, I'll go. You head to the arrivals gate!"

"Don't worry, I know his face!" With that, Hannah swiftly followed them.