Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 232

The thought of those mortgaged contracts suddenly hit me, and I hurriedly spun on my heels towards

the study. I found the key and opened the safe, only to find it empty. Just as I had suspected, the

contracts were indeed gone.

For good measure, I rang up my friend who worked at the bank to double-check things for me. She told Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

me that the repayment process was actually set in motion a week ago, and the final procedures were

just completed yesterday.

I asked her to keep a special eye on my account and notify me immediately of any activity. Having dealt

with banks multiple times, I knew their procedures well. Large transactions needed appointments, so

there would be enough time to prepare.

She told me that each bank had its own rules, and her bank recently introduced a new one. Customers

who had just repaid their mortgage needed to wait a full payment cycle before they could apply for

another one.

So, there would be no new mortgages in the near future!

Upon hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. The wait would be stress-free for me, and I wouldn't give

Jaylan any chance to act.

When I returned downstairs, I found the new glass installed. My heart lightened.

I checked the time and called Catherine, asking her if she was going to the celebration party tonight.

"Of course, I'm going! I can't miss such a big event. I just got the company's invitation to dress up and

show up," she replied immediately.

I chuckled, "Then I am heading to the salon, do you want to join?"

"Absolutely! Who will entertain you if I'm not there? I need to cover you in case something happens!"

She replied, teasingly. "Which one? Mane Event?"

I nodded in agreement. Catherine was always the best wing woman for things I couldn't handle myself.

"Alright, I'll book it now, and then head out with Hannah!" I replied.

"Sounds good! I'll come straight from the hospital!" Catherine hung up after that.

As regular customers and premium members of Mane Event, we were greeted by professional stylists

upon arrival.

I had my short hair trimmed and got my makeup done to match my champagne-colored dress.

Catherine arrived before I was even done.

She gave me an appraising look and pointed at my dress, "You're the boss lady, aren't you dressing a

bit too plain?"

I looked at myself in the mirror and retorted, "Plain? Does a boss lady need to be all glammed up? I

prefer to keep it simple, since I'm not fighting for attention."

Bob, the stylist, chuckled at my response. When I gave him a look, he quickly covered up his laughter.

"Champagne is a color of elegance. Its understated luxury suits your complexion perfectly. Combined

with your chic short hair, it's definitely a fashion-forward look."

I smirked, "You guys are too sweet. This dress is something I bought a while ago. I was in a rush today

and didn't have time to shop. I'm just showing up, why should I dress up like a peacock?"

Catherine snorted, "Well, you never know. Your husband Dawslug has his own fan club, you think you

can keep a low profile?"

I glared at her through the mirror and she quickly shut up, realizing her slip.

Catherine is like my other half, always speaking her mind. The fact is, most people in the beauty

industry knew Jaylan.

He was a model example of a successful transformation and rapid rise, a famous figure in the

Goldenvale Town beauty industry. Everyone knew his Cinderella story of marrying me and his sudden

rise to fortune. It was the hottest gossip among them.

Many were envious of his good luck, feeling off-balance whenever they saw him. Jaylan was always

proud of his story, and whenever he came to the salon, he was dressed in his finest - as if he was

about to walk the runway at Fashion Week.