Renee Jennings handed her the phone. "You guys should see this."
"BLEGH—" Michelle Fuller nearly gagged in disgust as well. She was about to let loose a string of curses, but then she remembered there was a child present and forced out, "Wow, she’s really something."
A few seconds later, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. She giggled. "I’ll tell Sean what to write back."
Michelle Fuller handed the phone back to Renee Jennings, pulled out her own, and her fingers flew as she typed a message.
[Sean, reply to her with this: Is that true? Yvonne, I’ve actually liked you for a long time too.]
Sean Fuller slowly typed back a single character: [?]
Sean Fuller: [Wait, Sis, what if she takes it seriously?]
Michelle Fuller: [Even better if she does. It’ll just make it that much more dramatic when she finally learns the truth.]
Sean Fuller: [Sis, you’re so devious.]
Michelle Fuller: [Sean, I’ll be honest with you. I actually had a dream a while back. In it, you and Yvonne Morgan got together. You wouldn’t listen to a thing Renee or I told you, and you grew to hate us. But in the end, Yvonne Morgan abandoned you.]
Sean Fuller: [Okay, Sis, I get it. I’ll send the reply just like you said.]
Michelle Fuller smiled in satisfaction, put down her phone, and picked up her chopsticks again.
As Renee Jennings continued to eat, the screen of the phone she had set aside lit up again.
This time, it was a text alert.
She leaned her face closer, and the phone automatically unlocked via facial recognition. It displayed a long wall of text from an unknown number.
[Renee, I’ve already arranged things with Zoe Morgan. She’s at the Morgan house. I’ll get there around two-thirty. The address is...]
Renee Jennings raised an eyebrow, her gaze flicking to the time in the corner of the screen. It was 1:13 p.m.
She looked up the location of the Morgan house on her map.
It was a forty-minute drive from Eastgate Villa.
Renee Jennings replied with a simple "Okay" and then announced to the others, "Alright, girls, showtime has been set. It’s at two-thirty, so we’ll head out at one-forty."
After their meal, the three of them went upstairs to quickly freshen up before heading out.
Michelle Fuller sat in the driver’s seat, humming to herself the entire way, a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose.
Partway there, Sylvia Brooks received a phone call.
After hanging up, she leaned forward, bringing herself closer to the front seats. "I have some good news. Addie has officially cut ties with her adoptive parents."
"For real?" Michelle Fuller exclaimed in delight. "That’s fantastic! We have to celebrate."
"That’s amazing." Renee Jennings smiled too, turning to give Sylvia Brooks a thumbs-up. "You get the credit for that."
Sylvia Brooks’s eyes crinkled in a smile. "It was a group effort."
Michelle Fuller glanced at her in the rearview mirror, grinning. "After we watch the drama unfold, let’s treat our Sister Sharon to a big feast."
Renee Jennings nodded. "Agreed."
Sylvia Brooks raised an eyebrow. "It’s hard to refuse such a generous offer. In that case, I’ll take you up on it."
The car arrived at the gated community where the Morgan residence was located. Someone must have called ahead, because when they said they were going to the Morgan house, the guard immediately waved them through.
Two cars were parked in front of the Morgan house.
"Renee is here." Seeing Renee Jennings get out of the car, Aria Sinclair quickly pushed her own door open and stepped out.
Zachary Morgan stepped out of the other car. His eyes fell on Renee Jennings, and his brow furrowed as a peculiar expression crossed his face.