Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 390

I glanced down at my phone and saw that it was Camilla calling back.

Hannah gave a quick look at the phone as she continued to drive, and I quickly picked up. "Hey,

Camilla!"

"Aaliyah, I was in the kitchen and didn't hear your call!" Her voice sounded cheerful, "Is Fidelia

behaving?"

"Absolutely! She's been in high spirits since we got here, so I totally forgot to call you back. It was

Hannah who reminded me!" I confessed honestly, not hiding a thing, "You don’t need to worry. Monique

has been with her every step of the way!"

"Yeah, Fidelia told me over the phone. She's all giggles now!" Camilla's voice choked up a bit, "She's

never been this happy back home with me!"

"Well, they're learning together, running wild around the streets. How could she not be happy? With my

girl Monique keeping her company, how could she possibly behave?" I chuckled openly, "She's

adjusted so well and hasn't been shy like you warned!"

"Her dad asked about her just yesterday!"

My heart tightened before I asked, "Did you tell him? That she's come to Silverdale City?"

"I did. I told him Fidelia's with you in Silverdale City!" Camilla's tone was gentle, seemingly without

concern.

I had this unsettling feeling, "Is Jerome back home?"

"No, he just made a phone call, inquiring about Fidelia," Camilla said calmly.

"Oh! I thought he was back and was worried about not seeing Fidelia around." I laughed it off, probing

intentionally, "You told him I took her away, and did he say anything? And didn't you ask where he's

at?"

"No, he didn't say much. Don't worry! He rarely gets involved with us anyway," Camilla said,

downplaying the matter.

She never did say how Jerome reacted to the news of me taking Fidelia away. But his sudden call to

Camilla, asking about Fidelia, was telling.

It meant he knew Fidelia was in Silverdale City.

I skirted around the topic, asking a few questions about Jerome, but Camilla was vague. I didn't dare

press any further.

After some small talk, we ended the call, and I turned to Hannah. "Jerome knows Fidelia's here in

Silverdale City!"

"I heard. Seems like he's probably still in Goldenvale Town," Hannah muttered. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Something didn't sit right with me, a sense of unease lingering.

As we arrived at the Wood Manor, we parked the car and walked in together. It was eerily quiet—I

thought no one was home. But as we stepped inside, I froze. There they were, scattered around, fast

asleep. Looked like they'd pulled an all-nighter.

I tugged at Hannah, and we tiptoed back out before I whispered, "Looks like they stayed up all night!"

"Allie, I'll drop you off and then come back to order them some dinner!" Hannah glanced back

reluctantly.

"Sure, go ahead and order now. It’s just a short walk from home! Don't worry about me!" I reassured

her, knowing she was worried about Larkin.

"It’s okay. Just let them sleep a bit more. I'll drop you off. It's no trouble! We can order later!" Hannah

insisted on sending me home. I knew she wouldn't dare leave me alone.

No need to guess—it was the panoramic map of Oldtown Avenue.

I gestured Hannah to go. This time, she didn't hesitate, nodded, and left.

I joined the group, and my dad glanced up. "You're back! Come, take a look at this map. Have you

seen it before?"

I hurried over, and Probert made room for me, "Mom, over here!" Read at

I took the heavy booklet with both hands, its pages made of professional blueprint paper, impressively

assembled.

But as I opened the booklet, I was completely astonished.