"She fainted on the spot."
"The poor woman," Rhea Dempsey sighed. "Even though her husband was set up, to suddenly find out he had a child with another woman... a child she raised right by her side, treating her like her most precious treasure for a lifetime..."
As a wife and mother herself, she felt deep sympathy for Aria Sinclair.
Deep down, she was also filled with resentment toward Zoe Morgan for what she had done.
Even though Rhea Dempsey was perfectly happy with her daughter, Renee Jennings, she still detested Zoe Morgan’s despicable actions.
’I hope Phoebe can be happy forever with her parents.’
**
It was already 12:30 a.m. when Sean Fuller got home.
Michelle Fuller, dressed in a black, princess-style pajama set, was sitting cross-legged in the living room watching TV and holding a tub of ice cream.
"Sis, aren’t you worried about getting fat? Eating ice cream this late at night." Sean Fuller walked over, reeking of alcohol, and flopped lazily onto the sofa.
Michelle Fuller retorted, "Well, I was worried about you, and I got bored waiting."
"What were you worried about?" Sean Fuller asked, amused.
"That you’d get duped by some girl."
"I told you, that won’t happen. Yvonne isn’t a gold digger; her family is very well-off."
"Plenty of girls who aren’t well-off aren’t gold diggers either. Take Sawyer, for example."
"..."
When he didn’t say anything, Michelle Fuller stuck her foot out and kicked his arm. "You saw that... Lani person tonight. What did she say to you?"
"She told me some things about her family."
"What things? Did her family suddenly fall on hard times? Does she need to borrow money from you?"
Sean Fuller laughed helplessly. "Sis, you have such a wild imagination. You should be a novelist."
"Don’t change the subject," Michelle Fuller said, feigning seriousness. "Spill."
"Yvonne... she just found out the truth about her birth," Sean Fuller said, his eyes closed. "She said her biological mother is someone else. That her birth mother and her father met and fell in love at the wrong time."
"The wrong time?" Michelle Fuller blinked. "What does that even mean, ’the wrong time’?"
"She didn’t say, and I didn’t ask."
"Fine. Keep going."
"Then, her birth mother died from complications during childbirth. Her aunt, moved by the love story of her parents, found a way for her to grow up by her father’s side."
"Huh?" Michelle Fuller took a spoonful of ice cream and frowned. "Why does that story sound so familiar?"
Sean Fuller corrected her, "It’s not a story. It really happened to Yvonne."
"Lani?" Michelle Fuller pressed her lips together. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat as a bad feeling washed over her. "Wait a minute. What’s this friend of yours’ full name, exactly?"