Chapter 278


    I found it amusing thinking about Zora''s argument with ra. She had imed this house as her own. I


    was here today to see whose home it was.


    Arriving there, I asked Hannah to knock on the door while I stood in a spot where the peephole couldn''t


    reach.


    Zora''s expression was priceless when she opened the door and saw me. She was utterly


    bbergasted, blurting out, "How could it be you?"


    I smiled, lifting my foot to step in, but she immediately blocked my way. She said in an unpleasant tone,


    "You''re not wee here."


    I nearlyughed out loud, suppressing my amusement as I looked at her, "Living in my house and


    daring to say I''m not wee? Who gave you such courage?"


    Just as Zora was about to retort, Hannah abruptly pulled her aside, clearing a path for me to enter. I


    walked in without hesitation.


    The house itself was genuinely impressive, spacious, well-lit, and tastefully decorated.


    I sighed inwardly. What a waste.


    I made my way to the living room and took the prime seat on the couch. Zora, seeing me casually stroll


    in, dashed in after me, her face filled with unease and annoyance, "Aaliyah, I''m no longer your


    housekeeper. What are you doing here?"


    I satfortably, smiling, "So, you realize you''re no longer my housekeeper, yet you still live in my


    house. Don''t you think that''s a bit much? Don''t you know why I''m here?"


    "Aaliyah, you''ve gone too far. This house is mine, fair and square. Jan promised it to me, and he


    said this house was meant for me." She crossed her arms, speaking with conviction.


    "On what grounds?" I leaned back on the couch, my tone calm.


    She was about to speak but abruptly stopped herself.


    "On what grounds? Because you seduced Jan while you were the housekeeper? Because you


    drugged me? Because you spread malicious rumors to my children about me, saying that my corpse


    would eat them? Or because you pierced my head?" I grilled her relentlessly, yet my demeanor


    remained light.


    As I listed her misdeeds one by one, her face grew paler but she still held her defiant stance.


    "What are you implying? We don''t have any rtionship now. The past is in the past. Stop digging up


    old skeletons. If you''re here just to throw usations, there''s no need toe to my house and strut


    around."


    I didn''t waste time with her, cutting straight to the chase, "Since I''m here, I obviously have something to


    discuss. Tell me, where is Evan?"


    Upon hearing Evan''s name, she immediately lost her cool, "What Evan? How should I know? Stop


    dragging me into your mess. I have nothing to do with your problems."


    "Are you sure about that?" I looked at her impassively, "Think carefully before you answer."


    She seemed calm, looking at me with a sadistic glee, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "What''s there to


    think about? It seems like you''re the one who needs to think. The whole town isn''t cursing me, and the


    police aren''t looking for me. You''re here to question me? How amusing! And what business is it of


    yours? Are you ying the saint now?"


    She wore an irritating grin,ughing mockingly, "Looks like you''ve got a thing for taking in children. Are


    you nning on adopting every illegitimate child out there?"


    After finishing her sentence, sheughed loudly.


    Hannah, who had probably been holding back her frustration, suddenly stepped forward and with a


    swift p, silenced Zora''sughter. The room fell quiet.


    Zora lookedpletely bewildered as if she couldn''tprehend what had just happened. Her mouth


    hung open, her eyes wide in shock as she stared at Hannah.


    It took her a moment to regain herposure, "You dare hit me? Who the hell do you think you are?


    You dare hit me?" She quickly became hysterical, screaming, "Aaliyah, you..."


    Another sharp p from Hannah cut her off mid-sentence.


    Hannah coolly brushed her hand, "If you keep shouting, I don''t mind giving you a few more."


    Zora was seething, her eyes bloodshot, her jaw clenched, but she didn''t dare speak again.


    I then asked again, "Tell me, where''s Evan?"


    She stared at me with a look of pure hatred as if she wanted to tear me apart.


    I stared back at her, "How do you know Evan is Jan''s?"


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    "He''s Jan''s and Marissa''s child. Don''t y dumb with me." Zora''s firm reply confirmed my


    suspicions. I was getting closer to the truth.