Chapter 97: When Will You Pay Back the Money You Scammed?

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: When Will You Pay Back the Money You Scammed?

"Huh?" Michelle Fuller was completely baffled. "Why not?"

Renee Jennings whispered, "A girl’s hair tie is a boy’s ring. Evan Shepherd told me that, too."

Michelle Fuller: "..."

Her eyes suddenly widened. "Are you serious?"

Renee Jennings nodded, her expression grim. "And at the time, I actually thought it was romantic."

Michelle Fuller: "What?!"

Renee Jennings brought a hand to her forehead. "All part of my embarrassing past."

Michelle Fuller frowned, sensing there was more to the story. "Their lines are identical. Did they learn from the same master or something?"

Renee Jennings’s gaze fell back on the man, her eyes cold. "In any case, they’re both bad news."

"The Cheesie cat near him says he’s already used that line on at least ten girls."

Just as Renee Jennings finished speaking, she noticed the Cheesie cat looking in their direction.

The Cheesie cat’s mouth moved as it started ranting again. "Pretty ladies, you have to keep your eyes peeled! If you run into this male biped, run for your life! He’s riddled with STDs. One girl caught something from him and cried her heart out!"

Renee Jennings frowned and repeated what the cat said in a low voice.

Michelle Fuller’s face flushed with anger. "That’s outrageous! We have to save that girl!"

Renee Jennings felt the same way.

She mused, "What’s the best way to warn her? Should we write her a little note?"

"I have an idea!" Michelle Fuller leaned in and whispered her plan into Renee’s ear.

Renee Jennings raised an eyebrow. "It’s a good plan, but you’d be making a huge sacrifice. Why don’t I do it?"

"You can’t," Michelle Fuller said, shaking her head and reasoning, "You’re an official creator with millions of followers. You’d be too easily recognized. I’m different. I haven’t even started yet."

Renee Jennings hesitated for a few seconds before saying seriously, "Alright. I’ll start a livestream. After you’re done dealing with that scumbag, I’ll explain everything to the viewers so no one gets the wrong idea."

"Deal. I’ll go over now." Michelle Fuller snapped her fingers. "Here’s to our success."

With that, she stood up and walked toward the table where the man and woman were on their date.

The young woman was the first to notice Michelle approaching, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.

When Michelle Fuller stopped, crossed her arms, and stared at Felix Fletcher, the woman spoke up. "Mr. Fletcher, I think someone’s here for you."

Hearing this, a confused Felix Fletcher asked, "Who, Miss Hollis?"

Evelyn Hollis looked toward Michelle Fuller.

Felix Fletcher followed her gaze and saw Michelle Fuller. A flash of admiration lit up his eyes, and he put on a gentlemanly smile. "Hello, may I help you?"

Michelle Fuller curved her lips into a captivating smile, then raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. She sneered, "What’s this? Pretending you don’t know me?"

Evelyn Hollis jumped in fright.

The viewers in Renee Jennings’s livestream were also shocked.

Seeing that Renee Jennings had gone live, netizens had excitedly flooded into the stream, not expecting to see someone get slapped the moment they arrived.

[Hmm? What’s going on?]

[Grabbing my popcorn!]

Felix Fletcher was also stunned by the slap.

He clutched his face, frantically searching his memory for any recollection of Michelle Fuller.

Michelle Fuller glanced at Evelyn Hollis, then pointed a finger at Felix Fletcher’s nose. "On a date, are we? When are you going to pay back the money you conned out of me?"

"You..." Felix Fletcher’s face darkened. "Who are you? I don’t know you at all! How could I possibly have scammed money from you?"

He couldn’t recall when he might have messed around with this woman, but even if he recognized her, he would never admit it.

"You must have the wrong person."

"You’re still pretending, Fletcher?" The words had barely left Michelle Fuller’s mouth before her hand flew up and she slapped him again.

She turned to a panicked Evelyn Hollis and asked with a smile, "Are you his girlfriend?"

Evelyn Hollis quickly shook her head. "No."

’We’re not officially together yet,’ she thought.

"Good." Michelle Fuller shot Felix Fletcher a scornful look. "This son of a bitch specializes in swindling women. Some for money, some for sex. Luckily, I was smart enough that he only got a few hundred out of me."

[A few hundred? Does she mean a few million or just a few hundred bucks?]

[If he got a few million off you, you wouldn’t be calling yourself smart, sis.]

Evelyn Hollis’s eyes widened in shock. "Is that true?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Michelle Fuller hooked a finger under the hair tie on Felix Fletcher’s wrist and flicked it hard.

Hearing the scumbag cry out in pain, she laughed. "Pulling the ’a girl’s hair tie is a boy’s ring’ trick again, are we?"

Evelyn Hollis stared at the hair tie, a sudden chill running down her spine.

Felix Fletcher quickly tried to explain, "Erin, don’t listen to her lies. I really don’t know her."

The moment she heard that, Michelle Fuller raised her hand and slapped him again. "Your mom told you a girl’s hair tie is a boy’s ring, huh? Well, did your mom also tell you not to go around infecting girls when you’re riddled with diseases?"

[Damn, does he have AIDS?]

[AHHH! From now on, I’m demanding a full medical report before I date anyone!]

Evelyn Hollis stared at Felix Fletcher in disbelief, her face a mask of horror.

’A... an STD?’

Felix Fletcher also stared at Michelle Fuller, stunned. "Y-You... stop spouting nonsense! I’m perfectly healthy!"

"Oh, really?" Michelle Fuller said with a taunting smile. "How about I take you to get an HIV test right now? You dare?"

All the confidence drained out of Felix Fletcher, as if a hole had been punched through his heart.

He swallowed hard and feigned composure. "Why should I? I have to go get tested just because you tell me to? That’s ridiculous!"

"If you don’t have the guts, just say so." After her jibe, Michelle Fuller turned to Evelyn Hollis and said softly, "Are you going to stay here, or would you like to step outside and talk with me?"

"Don’t go!" Felix Fletcher blurted out instinctively.

Evelyn Hollis frowned at him, displeased by his commanding tone.

Felix Fletcher realized his mistake and quickly tried to explain, "What I mean is, she’s a con artist. Don’t go with her. It could be dangerous."

Michelle Fuller scoffed. "What’s more dangerous? Leaving with me, or staying here with him?"

"I’ll go with you." Evelyn Hollis quickly grabbed her bag and stood beside Michelle Fuller.

Felix Fletcher’s face darkened. He reached out and grabbed Evelyn Hollis’s purse. "You can’t leave."

"Let go!" Evelyn Hollis said, her expression hardening. "You have no right to tell me whether I stay or go!"

Felix Fletcher stood up and tried to reason with her in a placating tone, "Miss Hollis, is it really necessary to cause such a scene with me over a complete stranger?"

"Mr. Fletcher, should I have all the women you’ve lured and deceived meet us at the police station to identify you?" Renee Jennings said as she walked over, phone in hand.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Felix Fletcher’s eyes darted about guiltily before he denied it. "I’ve never done anything of the sort! Stop slandering me! This is just my rotten luck!"

With that, he let go of Evelyn Hollis’s purse and straightened his suit jacket.

He sat back down at the table. "Miss Hollis, you’re right, I have no authority over whether you stay or go. But if you walk out of here today, you’re giving up the chance to be with me. I hope you don’t make a choice you’ll regret."

Evelyn Hollis had no intention of engaging with him further. She looked at Michelle Fuller and Renee Jennings and said softly, "I believe you two. Let’s go."