Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 56

At dinner time, Jaylan was still out and about. I collected myself and headed downstairs to eat, casually

chatting with Clara about the events at the office.

She'd been there for a few days now, getting acquainted with the different departments and their

respective heads.

Clara was all sweet smiles and sincere sharing, holding nothing back about the office politics. Her

insights reinforced my suspicion that my true allies at the office were dwindling.

Suddenly, I heard a beep from Zora's phone. She picked it up, glanced at the screen, and her

expression instantly soured. After that, she was lost in her thoughts, forgetting to feed little Carl his

dinner.

I reached out and took Carl's bowl, casually asking her, "Zora, are you feeling alright?"

She looked up at me, a forced smile on her face after a moment's pause. "Actually, I'm feeling a bit off."

She reached out to take the bowl back, "I'll feed him."

"Nah, I've got it. You rest if you're not feeling well."

Clara chimed in immediately. "Zora, you should rest. I can clear up here."

Zora shot her a look, irritation written all over her face. "I'm fine. Eat your food."

Clara laughed awkwardly, looking at me with an expression of confusion and guilt, like she'd done

something wrong.

I smirked inwardly. This little girl was putting on quite the show.

"No need to be so formal, Clara. You're part of this household now, so relax." My words were meant to

reassure, but they were also an invitation.

From then on, I began to overly rely on Clara, entrusting Carl's entertainment to her. To my surprise,

Carl took to Clara instantly, following her around the house, filling it with laughter.

Taking advantage of Zora's distraction, I slipped her some 'sleeping aid' in her drink. Soon, she

excused herself, citing discomfort, and retired to bed.

After tucking Carl in at eight, I was utterly exhausted.

Before retiring to my room, I made a point to Clara, "Hey Clara, could you keep an ear out for me

downstairs? Look after Jaylan when he gets back from his business dinner - he usually comes home

late because of these. I'm honestly bushed tonight!"

"Of course, Madame." Clara responded dutifully. "You should rest."

"Thanks, Clara. There are snacks in the fridge if you get hungry," I told her before heading upstairs.

When Jaylan returned, it was almost midnight. As soon as I heard his car pulling in, I quickly switched

on the surveillance feed. Jaylan was already inside, and Clara emerged from the guest room.

The sight of her brought a smile to my face. The girl really knew what she was doing.

In the feed, I watched as Jaylan froze when he saw Clara. His gaze was glued to her.

Clara was dressed in a soft, off-shoulder nightgown that fell to her knees, revealing nothing

inappropriate but hinting at everything. The lightweight fabric perfectly accentuated her figure,

especially her curves which were just visible.

Jaylan was a known womanizer, and his predatory instincts were obviously on high alert.

Seemingly aware of his gaze, Clara quickly crossed her arms over her chest. It was an attempt to cover

herself, but it only served to draw more attention to her curves.

She was indeed a master at this game, subtly stoking the flames without seeming to try. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

"Sir, you're back," she said in a whispery voice that was pure seduction, even I felt attracted.

Jaylan arched an eyebrow, "Why… are you the only one here?"

What a loaded question indeed!