Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)
Chapter 331

I gazed out of the car window, watching the landscape rush by in a blur, but my mind was laser-focused on one thing: I wasn't about to let Jerome off the hook that easily.

He needed to know the truth-that the report was a sham, that he had his own son's blood on his hands. I wanted him to be haunted, to despise the person who handed him that report, to let it become his own personal demon.

"What's on your mind?" Hannah asked, noticing my silence as she glanced my way. "The past is gone, and we must learn to let go of those who've left us."

I smirked slightly and replied, "Just thinking about how to let Jerome know he's been duped, to make him obsess over his vengeance. It'll save us the trouble if he self-destructs."

"Aaliyah, are you thinking of killing two birds with one stone?" Hannah looked at me, excitement flashing in her eyes as she slapped the steering wheel. "That's brilliant! Pure genius!"

I chuckled, "When a life is taken, there has to be some sort of payback, right? If they think they can get away scot-free, that's giving them a free pass. Didn't she say she wanted to surprise me? Well, it's time I returned the favor with a surprise of my own."

"Damn, Aaliyah, your mind works in mysterious ways-terrifyingly so!" Hannah laughed as she spoke. "This plan is solid! Let them tear each other apart while we sit back clean-handed."

"Let the truth be unsaid," I quipped.

Leaning back in the seat, I pondered for a moment before saying, "If you're on board, then it's settled. Let's pay a little visit to the Dawson estate."

Hannah raised an eyebrow and smirked mischievously, "Sounds good to me. Those old Dawsons need to be put in their place."

"We're not just putting them in their place; we're going to let them keep living. Let them feel the pressure, see if their concern is genuine." I considered Hazel Garry Dawson's face and continued, "No one gets off easy. Hazel wanted a grandchild from me, right? Well, I'll make sure she gets her wish. Big news like this deserves a little birdie to spread the word."

"You sure about this?" Hannah asked, looking my way.

I raised an eyebrow disdainfully, "Why not? In their eyes, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing, so why play the part of the docile lamb? They need to know that I'm not a pushover."

Hannah grinned at me, "Then let's hit the road! No need to play coy. Let's light a fire under them before we go-might just smoke Jerome out."

I let out a cold laugh as we headed straight for the Dawson family's ancestral home.

Feeling a sudden rush of excitement, I added to Hannah, "We shouldn't do it alone, let the Dawsons' taste some cyber bullying!"

Hannah chuckled in agreement, "You're right. The netizens can chase a story to the ends of the earth."

Without hesitation, I dialed Logan and laid out my idea, asking if it was doable. After all, we had to consider the official stance on matters; I couldn't get too carried away.

Logan joked on the other end, "I like your idea, but you gotta check with Mr. Richardson on this one. If he gives the green light, I'm on it. Just need to toss a pebble into the pond, and the ripples will do the rest.

I had full faith in Logan's confidence. He was the type who wouldn't touch a job without being sure he could handle it. And when it came to stirring the pot online, he was a pro.

"Just ask him, will you? I can't approach this from your perspective. You've got more sway with him than I do," I urged Logan.

He wasn't easily swayed, quickly retorting, "Nice try, but if anyone's got pull, it's you. One word from you and he'd put on a whole show. Hell, a bunch of folks would join in, including me."

I couldn't help but laugh, "Cut the crap and just ask him. If it's a go, then make it happen. I'm just tossing you the idea."

"Aaliyah, I gotta say, you've got a wicked arsenal of tricks of playing dirty, and they all seem to work," Logan replied, his tone teasingly roguish. His words sent me into another fit of giggles.