Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 399

Seeing my reaction, her audacity seemed to grow. She even had the nerve to sass me, her voice

dripping with a smugness that was begging to be challenged. "Police don't care about a few lousy

photos, do they?"

"True, the police don't sweat the small stuff," I replied with a playful smirk. "The real question is, what

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"I haven't done anything!" she retorted with a false grin, tossing her head in a manner that was

incredibly irksome.

Mom had already gotten up and walked into the living room. Taking in the tense atmosphere and

casting a quick glance at Gemma, she could almost guess the whole story. She asked pointedly,

"What's all this commotion about?"

Gemma, with the air of someone who'd been wronged, snorted and said, "It's your darling daughter

over here, calling the police over nothing. Does coming here to work mean being stripped of my rights?

Getting the police involved over some cell phone photos! You really don't consider us nannies as

human beings, do you?"

Her words were a direct jab at my mom.

Hannah couldn't take it anymore and interjected, "Are you even human, asking to be treated as one?

Stop acting like you're above everyone else. What's given you the right to be so self-righteous?"

Gemma, seeing it was Hannah who spoke up, flew into a rage, pointing at her and shouting, "Who are

you to talk to me, anyway? You're nothing! Aren't you just a nanny too? We're equals. What gives you

the right to judge me?"

"Nanny?" My mom echoed quizzically.

"You're mistaken. We don't have 'nannies' in this house. They're all part of the family. But not you! And

do you know why?" Mom didn’t wait for me to speak up; she went on, "Because you don't deserve to

be a part of our family!"

Gemma was evidently taken aback by My mom’s words, her disbelief written all over her face.

"Don't look at my mom like that," I said coldly. "The only reason you're still here is because of her

kindness."

"Kindness in this house? Please! You all act so high and mighty. What’s so great about you? I might as

well quit!" Gemma continued to delude herself, posturing arrogantly.

Her expression was so detestable it could curdle milk. It was no wonder she was Marissa's aunt.

"You know, I've always treated you respectfully. Do you know why?" I asked, looking straight at her.

Gemma froze, her eyes wide with disbelief, still exuding an air of defiance.

I continued, disdain clear in my voice, "I respect you. Our family's values are all about respecting our

elders."

"Don't sugarcoat it!" she snapped back.

"Girl, are people like her even deserving of respect?" My dad interrupted, unable to contain his

frustration.

"Gemma, do you even remember how you came into our house?" I asked her directly.

"I…" She hesitated, her gaze shifting to my dad.

As I mentioned Marissa, Gemma seemed shocked, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"You..."

"Do you want to ask how I came to know that? As Marissa's boss, I nurtured her, trusted her, and gave

her the best position and the highest salary. But she backstabbed me, betrayed my trust, and that

wasn't enough—she even seduced my husband and had the audacity to sleep with his brother,

shamelessly bearing a child with no clear father. It seems the education in your family is truly peculiar."

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Gemma was speechless, but I wasn’t about to give her a chance to recover, so I pressed on...