Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 55



Chapter 55

My nerves tensed instantly, and I quickly demanded, "Are you saying the woman with Jaylan?"

"Hold on…" Catherine said, then the call ended abruptly.

Holding the phone with a puzzled expression, I speculated about the situation Catherine might be

facing on the other side.

Not long after, she sent me several pictures.

I flipped through them eagerly, and upon seeing them, my throat tightened. The face on the screen was

all too familiar—it was Marissa Collin.

I had hired Marissa in my company's third year. To be exact, she was my junior in college and joined

my company right after graduation.

She was beautiful and clever, but most notably, she had a silver tongue. The first time she met me, she

said, "Ms. Wilburn, it's such an honor to finally meet you! You're my idol! You started your own

company before even graduating, and quickly became a leading entrepreneur in Goldenvale Town.

You're practically a legend at our school. I'm here to learn from you and I hope you can provide me with

this platform to grow alongside you and your company!"

I wasn't particularly fond of her flattery, but she was indeed the best among those who applied, so she

stayed.

She quickly worked her way up from sales to become my secretary, in only eight months.

In the pictures, Marissa looked more mature and attractive than she did seven years ago, her figure

even more enticing, exactly Jaylan's type.

In the photo, Jaylan was affectionately taking care of Marissa, their actions intimate, his eyes full of

love. It was clear that Jaylan's attitude towards Marissa was different from others, his charming eyes

showing deep affection.

Marissa was naturally holding onto his arm, looking like a true leading lady.

My hand, holding the photos, began to shake involuntarily, my teeth clenching involuntarily.

I had thought that she was a trustworthy right-hand woman. Before leaving the company, I had

intended to let her assist Jaylan. It turned out she was indeed a good secretary, even assisting Jaylan

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Looking at how they were so intimate, I felt like a total fool.

My eyes were fixed on her left ring finger, where she was wearing a diamond ring that I knew all too

well.

That ring was a limited edition that Jaylan had bought for me on our fifth wedding anniversary. Because

our son Probert was still small at that time, I always stayed at home, so I left the ring at home, never

expecting to see it again.

Upon seeing Jaylan's face in the photo, I felt an unfamiliar disgust. A hot tear slid down my cheek, and

I quickly sniffed.

Catherine's call came in again, "Did you see it? You have to stay alert! Jaylan is a beast. I'm afraid he's

been through every woman in your company.

"When you were working day and night, even while pregnant, to build your empire, he turned it into his

playground. You must fight back! Don't think too much about it, and don't dwell on it. He's not worth it!

I'm following them now, trying to find out where they're hiding."

"Okay, be careful!" I croaked.

"I've already asked Logan to investigate when they started hooking up!" Catherine comforted me. "Allie,

stay strong. I believe in you. Don't back down!"

"I won't!"

I hung up the phone and buried my face in the pillow, sobbing silently. My heart ached unbearably. It

hurt too much!

It was a naked betrayal!

Marissa's face kept appearing in my mind. I belatedly realized something. No wonder Jaylan had been

able to clean up the company so thoroughly, to completely replace the old staff. With Marissa's

'assistance', everything must have been a breeze for him.

I bolted upright in bed, clenching my fists tightly. My anger was pent up with nowhere to vent. I grabbed

the blanket, bit down on it, and, clutching the edge with both hands, ripped it apart.

This kind of betrayal was like a thousand cuts to me.

I screamed in my heart, I swore I would avenge this betrayal.


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