Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 486



Chapter 486

The athletic field was deserted except for the helicopter sitting on the sprint track. No wonder Ronan

had promised, "I guarantee we'll be the first ones there!" I was beginning to believe him.

To be honest, it was my first time in a chopper and I was a bit on edge. But the cabin was surprisingly

big. We took to the skies, heading straight for the Rhylee family homestead.

In order not to spook anyone, Ronan had everything planned out. We landed in the main city of their

province.

The helicopter set down in a small police plaza in the city, and from there, we were escorted by cop

cars to the small town. The city was a stone's throw away from the town; in less than half an hour, we

were there.

We checked straight into the guesthouse arranged by the officials. The entire journey had taken less

than five hours.

This was a small town in the north, and during the summer, the temperature was quite pleasant.

Ronan explained, “Staying here is safer than any hotel or inn on the outside. Plus, it spares us from

unnecessary interruptions.”

I was a bundle of nerves, excited yet anxious. It felt like I was drawing closer to Carl by the minute, and

my heart was racing with impatience.

After a quick lunch, a sharp young lad knocked and came in to report. The Rhylee family's actual home

wasn't in the town but a small mountain village about ten miles away.

The village was small, he said, and any stranger would stand out. So, he advised against heading there

just yet.

My mind was racing, not knowing the situation with the other parties involved, nor Zora's status. It

seemed I would have to wait for the right moment and more information before making a move.

Ronan quickly dispatched people on various tasks, even sending Larkin off with instructions!

And there we were, waiting in the guesthouse, me with my heart in my throat, trying not to show it.

My son's life was at stake; how could I be calm? My head was filled with a jumbled mess of thoughts,

speculations, possibilities, and even some ominous premonitions!

Feeling restless and confined, I couldn't find a way to calm myself.

Ronan kept trying to reassure me, suggesting I take a nap while we waited for news, but how could I

sleep? My son was in the hands of others; it was impossible to rest.

Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore and turned to Ronan, "Can I step out for some air? I won't go far,

just a stroll around the block. It's too stuffy in here!"

Seeing my restlessness and the almost pleading tone in my voice, Ronan looked at Hannah.

Hannah just shrugged, showing no objections. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Ronan relented, "This place is unfamiliar. Don't wander off too far. Take a quick walk and come back."

Hannah nodded and said to me, "Allie, change into something casual before you go."

Glancing down at my stiff business suit, I realized it wasn't ideal for a stroll.

Eager to get out, I quickly changed into something more comfortable—a pair of jeans and a white tee—

and fixed my short, refreshing hair in the mirror. It had been years since I'd dressed so casually.

When I emerged from the bathroom, Ronan's eyes lit up as he reminded me, "Don't go far!"

Hannah nodded vigorously and stepped out with me.

I grabbed Hannah and we left the inn.

We walked down the road, chatting and speculating why Zora hadn't shown up yet.

Hannah seemed worried, "Could it be she hasn't come back?"

"That's unlikely. If Zora hadn't returned, Clara wouldn't have kicked up such a fuss. She really looks up

to her sister, and after tracking her for years, she wouldn't be so calm if she weren't sure," I analyzed

for Hannah. "Besides, Maddox is back. She wouldn't—" Updаted at Drамanоvels.cом

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. There, striding into a side street, was Maddox.

"What a surprise. Come on... let's follow and see!" I said, tugging on Hannah.

Without a word, Hannah followed my lead as we hurried after him.


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