Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)
Chapter 325

With a series of smooth moves, Zora had everyone in the vicinity utterly flabbergasted.

They stared at each other, their eyes wide with disbelief, unsure of how to react to the spectacle before them.

Then, someone murmured under their breath, "Holy smokes, that woman's fierce! she is basically robbing them. She doesn't even own the house, yet she's acting like the owner!" Once someone broke the silence, others chimed in. Those who had been peeking out from behind their doors, now stepped out fully, eager to join the fray and witness the commotion. "It's over, we can't touch her now. If she won't open the door, what can you do?"

"That woman's tough as nails, got the guts to swoop right into someone else's house!"

"Maybe she's got a good reason to stand her ground, otherwise why would she dare risk it?"

The crowd's murmurs grew nastier by the second, and I watched Jaylan closely, curious about his next move. If he just stood there, letting Zora slap him in the face, I could step in later. Someone added fuel to the fire, "We should call the cops! If this gentleman says she's just a nanny and she's trying to harm them, then let's involve the police! A nanny refusing to leave the property? That's jus bizarre."

"Exactly, why wait here? To call or not to call, I can do it for you." This person was clearly not afraid of escalating the situation. They even pulled out a phone, looking expectantly at Jaylan for the go-ahead. Jaylan's face was turning livid with rage. He had been in a foul mood since morning, and it seemed he hadn't had a chance to let off steam yet.

Hearing the crowd's instigations, it seemed likely he was about to unleash all his pent-up anger on Zora.

I was biding my time, waiting for this moment.

I wanted Jaylan to be the one to tear Zora apart, to show her that she was misreading his intentions, thinking he still had tender feelings for her. Only using Jaylan to go against her would she learn. Jaylan shot a severe look at the real estate agent Oakley and demanded, "Do you have a locksmith on call? Bring them here!"

I thought to myself, not a bad move. It would avoid dealing with the cops and still get the door open to confront Zora.

Oakley, hearing Jaylan's command, lit up and responded, "You bet! We got people for that."

He quickly dialed a number and soon after, the locksmith hurried out of the elevator.

But upon seeing the crowd in the hallway, the locksmith looked confused, glancing around before cautiously asking Oakley, "What's the situation here?"

Oakley didn't answer but instead told Jaylan, "Mr. Dawson, this is the locksmith."

The locksmith nodded deferentially to Jaylan and asked timidly, "Sir, which door do you need open?"

With a nod from Jaylan, the locksmith pulled out his tools and, without asking another question, approached the door. He even showed off a bit, his tool-twirling theatrics clearly meant to impress, just as he was about to demonstrate his skill.

Zora must have heard the commotion outside because she suddenly roared from within, "I dare anyone to try and open it!"

The locksmith jumped at her voice, took a step back, and looked to Jaylan, asking cautiously, "What's... what's this about? If someone's in there, should we be opening the door?"

Then, turning to Oakley, the locksmith said, "Is this a joke?"

Oakley's face darkened, and he snapped at the locksmith, "Shut up and get to work."

The locksmith's head bobbed like a bobblehead as he replied to Oakley, "No can do. If there's someone inside, I can't touch that door. If something goes wrong, I'm not taking the fall."

Oakley cursed under his breath, "What trouble are you talking about? You're not carrying anything. The person inside is squatting in this gentleman's property, and he's the rightful owner of this place."