Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 49

I had to marvel that, modern surveillance equipment had made leaps and bounds over the old stuff. Not

only was the video resolution high, but the sound was also crystal clear. It was like watching a soap

opera.

Downstairs, Zora, seeing that Jaylan and I had gone upstairs, grabbed Clara's arm. "How'd you find

this place? How did you know I was here?"

Clara, struggling to suppress a smirk, replied with a haughty tone, "Depends on whether I want to find

you or not. If you look hard enough, you'll find it. Sis, you're something else. Living in such a fancy

place? Eating so well? You must be in the good graces of your employers!"

Without us around, Clara seemed much more relaxed, ambling around the living room with her hands

behind her back, looking here and there, her eyes filled with envy and greed.

"Sis, you're so sly. Living in such a nice place and not giving me a heads up. That's cold!" Clara said,

looking around and simultaneously grumbling about Zora. "Mom always said you're heartless, that

you'd disown your family. Guess she was right."

"Quit talking nonsense. What do you mean, disown? If I was one to disown, would I still be sending you

money every month? Don't forget who paid for your education." Zora retorted as she played with Carl.

"Oh please! Just because you toss me a few bucks, I'm supposed to be grateful?" Clara grumbled,

pouting before she asked, "So, sis, you're not short of money here, right?"

"That's none of your business!" Zora snapped back.

"Wow, selfish much? Enjoying the high life while the rest of the family struggles. You really are

something." Clara complained, "Are you going to tell me how much they pay you?"

Zora, red in the face, snapped, "Clara, shut up! We're fine at home. Have we ever lacked anything? If I

were selfish, I wouldn't give you a penny. What's your real reason for being here?"

Clara, with a pitiful look on her face, confessed, "Sis, I'm broke. I'm about to graduate, and I need more

money..."

Her forthrightness left Zora fuming.

Clara looked innocently at Zora, "See, if I didn't come here to find you, how could I have stayed in

Goldenvale Town so easily?"

"Clara, let me tell you. Since you're here, behave yourself. This is not your playground. I've worked

hard to stay here, don't make it difficult for me, or we'll both pay the price. Don't say I didn't warn you. I

could send you back to our parents." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Hey, that's not fair. Even though our dad always calls you a bastard, you're still a Rhylee, and I'm your

sister. It's only right that you take care of me." Clara replied ungratefully.

Then she gave Zora an once-over and said sarcastically, "I see, you really have been working hard...I'll

work hard too!"

"Clara..." Zora was so angry she almost roared.

"Do you always lose your temper like this? That's not good! It's clear that the lady of this house is very

refined! I like it, she's my idol!" Clara said pointedly, with a look of mixed envy, jealousy and admiration,

"What a life!"

"You don't even know who your real father is! Stop slinging mud at me! That family is nothing but

trouble." Zora retorted, "You think this is a good life? Be careful what you wish for!"

Zora was spot-on with that last comment, better not to wish for such a life!

"Sis, I'll play with the young master, you go tidy up a room for me!" Clara moved closer to Zora and

added, "Pick a nice room!"

"Enough!" Zora was livid at Clara's audacity, she got up and walked away.

Watching the sisterly drama unfold left me gobsmacked. Who knew the seemingly sweet and demure

Clara was anything but simple.

Just then, the doorbell rang. I saw Zora, who'd been tidying a downstairs room, rush out to answer it.

This morning was turning out to be quite the circus. I was curious to see who else was dropping by.