Chapter 451


    The moment I answered the call, Jessica''s furious shouts sted through the speaker, "Aaliyah


    Wilburn, what the heck did you take from my mom?"


    I scrunched my brows and stretched the phone away, hitting speaker mode and tossing it onto the


    couch. Then, I lounged back, biting into an apple with a crisp snap, while Jessica ranted like a tempest


    on the other end.


    "What gives you the right to take my mom''s stuff? What are you trying to do? I''m telling you, Aaliyah,


    you better bring it back or this isn''t over…"


    "Oh yeah? And how''s it not gonna be over?" I replied coolly, lounging there, taking another crunchy bite


    of my apple. "Spell it out for me, I''m all ears!"


    "Aaliyah, you damn..." Jessica was practically choking on her rage, cursing up a storm!


    I shot back, unfazed, "Look who''s talking! Jessica, you''ve been dipping into my Medsafe Liyah Inc.''s


    funds, and I haven''t evene after you yet. And here you are questioning me. Are you asking for


    trouble?"


    "You''re full of it, you... you tramp..."


    "Tramp? Seems you''re confusing me with someone else. How about I shoot a text to Palmer and we


    see who the real tramp is?" I quipped with a smirk. "Girl, I''ve got some juicy details that would make


    Palmer serve you on a silver tter!"


    Silence fell on the other end of the line, and I chuckled at her reaction.


    "And another thing, you''re a real piece of work, you know? You''ve been making bank and I haven''t


    evene for my cut. And you have the nerve toe at me? Are you even aware that as a financial


    director, swipingpany cash for yourself, especially a cool thirty million, is serious crime?"


    I pressed her hard, then continued, "How about I just call the cops right now, give them a heads-up?


    You''re at the hospital, right? Hang tight, I''ll make the call. Won''t take more than ten minutes before they


    "Aaliyah..." Jessica''s voice quivered.


    "I''m here. Now talk nice, no need for all that yelling."


    The line went dead silent again.


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    I kept munching on my apple,id-back, and said, "Who told you I took Hazel''s stuff? Do you even


    know what it was? Tell me!"


    I was testing Jessica now.


    "What does it matter who told me? Just answer the question, did you take it or not?" Jessica barked


    back, though much of her fire had died down.


    "I did!" I boldly admitted, "Hazel asked me to purchase a burial plot for Evan!"


    "Why the hell should he get a burial plot? What''s he to her that the Dawson family should buy him a


    plot?" Predictably, Jessica spat venomously.


    "Whoa there! You shouldn''t talk like that. You dare speak so recklessly when you saw what happened


    to your mom, getting burned out of nowhere?"


    I relished her difort, "Better watch your mouth! Evan was wronged, he''s got some heavy


    grievances! Keep spouting nonsense and you might jinx yourself. Don''t say I didn''t warn you!"


    As I continued to savor the apple, I called out, "Hey Hannah, this apple is sweet. Make sure we get


    more of these next time!"


    "You got it!" came Hannah''s voice from the other end.


    Jessica had no filter on her rage, and I couldn''t help butugh at her bluntness.


    Quick as a sh, I retorted, "As to whose kid he really is, asking me won''t do you any good. You should


    be grilling your two brothers; they ought to know, right? Oh... and if they can''t figure it out themselves,


    you should ask the very person who told you about this. Co?tent belo?gs to Draм?nоvеls.cоm


    Iid it out, confident in my assumptions. I was sure Zora was right there with Jessica. With Jessica''s


    sour temper, once Zora spilled the beans, she''d be lighting up my phone in no time.


    And sure enough, suddenly from the other end of the phone came a sharp ''snap''...