"Yes, yes, you’re right." Sean Fuller nodded vigorously, looking at Michelle Fuller gratefully. "Sis, from now on, you’re my *real* sister!"
Michelle Fuller rolled her eyes at him. "I’ve always been your real sister."
"I’m so anxious I can’t think straight." Sean Fuller slapped his forehead and picked up his phone. "I’m deleting Yvonne Morgan right now!"
"Don’t delete her."
"Hold on."
Renee Jennings and Michelle Fuller said at the same time.
Sean Fuller blinked and obediently put his phone down. "Okay."
"You can block people. Don’t delete them," Renee Jennings explained earnestly. "If you delete the chat, you lose the conversation history, which puts you at a disadvantage."
"Right, and besides, I haven’t even seen what she sent you," Michelle Fuller said. "Wait until we’ve had a look."
Sean Fuller sighed. "Fine."
"Unlock it." Michelle Fuller gestured with her chin.
Sean Fuller pursed his lips and hesitated. "Why don’t you guys take a look? I’ll step out for a minute."
’Was there any difference between them reading his chat history in front of him and a public execution?’
"Fine by me." Michelle Fuller nodded. "Go wander around for a bit."
Sean Fuller stood up, unlocked his phone, opened his chat with Yvonne Morgan, and placed the phone on the table. "I’ll be on my way, then."
The words had barely left his mouth before he hurried out of the coffee shop, his retreating figure looking somewhat forlorn.
Renee Jennings pulled her gaze back, hesitating. "Is this... really okay?"
"It’s fine." Michelle Fuller picked up the phone. "If he really didn’t want us to see it, he would have deleted the chat log on his way over."
"Oh, good." Renee Jennings leaned in to look at the phone screen too.
Sean Fuller had asked for Yvonne Morgan’s name last night, but she still hadn’t replied.
Michelle Fuller scrolled up through the chat log and saw that Yvonne Morgan had sent Sean Fuller a ton of photos showing off her figure.
She was always using the excuse of asking if this outfit looked good, if those shoes were nice, or if this piece of jewelry was pretty.
Michelle Fuller’s brow furrowed in disgust as she read.
After a long while, she finally saw a picture that didn’t make her cringe.
It was a screenshot from Yvonne Morgan, showing Renee Jennings’s livestream.
Michelle Fuller turned to Renee Jennings in surprise. "She watches your streams?"
"Yes," Renee Jennings said calmly. "I even connected with her on a call-in during one of my streams."
Michelle Fuller’s eyes widened in disbelief. "What? How did I miss something that dramatic!"
"Yeah, you happened to miss the stream that day."
"What a shame!"
"She hung up almost immediately."
"So she’s secretly stalking you, and she deliberately got close to Hank... Is she really that obsessed with you?"
A small smile played on Renee Jennings’s lips. "Perhaps she’s starting to feel threatened," she said lightly.
Michelle Fuller scanned the chat log one more time before tossing the phone on the table in disgust. "This woman is clearly trying to seduce that fool, Hank. It’s a good thing he’s so dense he can’t even pick up on her suggestive hints."
"Yeah." Renee Jennings also breathed a sigh of relief.
’If Sean had actually fallen for Yvonne Morgan, she honestly wouldn’t have known what to do.’
Michelle propped her chin on her hand and looked at her. "By the way, what did Reina Vance say?"
"Let me see." Renee Jennings took out her phone and checked her DMs. "Rain is asking where we are. She’s just going to have Sheryl Sterling meet her here."
"Even better," Michelle Fuller said. "Tell her coffee’s on me."
"Okay." Renee Jennings sent their location to Reina Vance.
About half an hour later, Reina Vance and Sean Fuller entered the coffee shop, one after the other.
Seeing a stranger at their table, Sean Fuller took a seat at an adjacent one.
Michelle Fuller handed him the phone. "Don’t block her just yet. Let’s see if she tries to say anything else."
"Got it," Sean Fuller replied obediently.
Noticing Reina Vance looking over, Michelle Fuller made the introduction. "That’s my little brother. Pay him no mind."
"Okay." Reina Vance nodded and glanced at her phone. "Sheryl Sterling said she’s almost here."
"Go ahead and find a seat," Renee Jennings said softly. "I’ll order you a coffee."
Reina Vance looked around before sitting at the table next to Sean Fuller’s. "Can I sit here? Will you be able to hear me?"
"You can." Renee Jennings gave her an "OK" sign, then opened the QR scanner on her phone and handed it to Sean Fuller. "Hank, can you scan the QR code over there for me?"
"Sure." Sean Fuller did as she asked.