Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)
Chapter 445

It was a shock that hit me like a freight train-the wallpaper on Zora's phone was a picture of my son, Carl. Anger coursed through me as I bent to grab her phone, but Zora was quicker. She lunged forward, shoving me aside, then snatched up her phone with a look of panic flickering in her eyes.

I steadied myself and demanded with an outstretched hand, "Give me that phone!"

Zora clutched the phone behind her back and began to back away, retorting, "Why should I give you my phone?"

My voice was stern, laced with controlled fury. "If it's your phone, why on earth does it have a photo of my son on it?" She shifted her gaze, defiantly snapping back, "I raised that kid since he was a baby. Can't I keep a snapshot?" "No!" I cut her off decisively. "Delete it!"

A wave of disgust washed over me. The thought of her holding onto a photo of my son was just revolting.

Zora stiffened her neck, grinning wickedly. "What if I don't? What can you do-"

Before she could finish, Hannah had stealthily moved behind Zora and swiped the phone with a swift motion.

Zora was truly frantic now, lunging for the phone in Hannah's grasp. "What are you doing? Give it... give it to me!"

A deep growl echoed through the hallway, "What the hell is going on here?"

The noise brought a sudden silence. Zora and Hannah instantly became still. Hannah held the phone aloft, her gaze turning toward the source of the voice with disdain.

I didn't need to look to know who had arrived; the voice was all too familiar.

Desperate, Zora cried out, "Jaylan!"

I scoffed and turned nonchalantly to see Jaylan approaching, his face set in a cold frown.

He glanced at me, then turned his glare to Zora, his voice icy and sharp. "I sent you here to take care of my mother. What's all this ruckus about?"

Zora looked at Jaylan, confused and defiant, and pointed at the phone in Hannah's raised hand, her face flushed with urgency. "She took my phone!"

Hearing Zora's words, his gaze fell on Hannah.

"Why did you take her phone? This is not a playground for your antics!"

I had been silent, observing, but now I spoke up coldly, "Maybe you should ask why she has Carl's photos on her phone? She's no longer our nanny, so why keep his pictures? Is it wrong for me to want her to delete photos of my kid?"

Jaylan's eyes bore into Zora as he growled, "I made it clear that your job was to care for my mother, not to cause trouble. What have you done?"

"It wasn't me causing trouble; they took my phone first," Zora argued. By now, Hannah had lowered her arm and was scrolling through Zora's phone.

Jaylan roared, "Delete it! Now!"

Zora visibly trembled, snatched her phone back, and begrudgingly opened it to delete the wallpaper. She then showed me the screen. "Happy now? What else do you want?"

"And the ones in your photo album!" I commanded without a hint of doubt.

With a sour look, she glanced at Jaylan, who roared again, "Delete it!"

Reluctantly, with a scowl on her face, she furiously cleared out her phone album, muttering sarcastically, "Oh, Aaliyah, don't get so high and mighty. So what if I delete them? It's just photos. Like you're the only one with a son!"

Jaylan's anger flared as he pointed to the door. "Go back to where you belong!"