Chapter 326: Why Is Dating So Hard?

Chapter 326: Chapter 326: Why Is Dating So Hard?

Hearing Renee Jennings say she was going to call the police, Barbie Lowe’s expression changed. She feigned composure and said, "Go ahead, call the police. I didn’t do it, so I’m not scared."

"Fine," Michelle Fuller said, turning to Renee. "Renee, let’s call the police then."

"Suit yourselves," Barbie Lowe said haughtily.

Renee took out her phone, and just as she was about to dial, she heard Barbie Lowe’s voice.

"My stomach is upset and I feel nauseous. I need to use the restroom."

"Is your stomach really upset, or are you just trying to go to the bathroom to hide the stolen property?" Renee said casually.

Her nerve struck, Barbie Lowe’s face instantly darkened, but she still retorted, "I just have an upset stomach. Don’t think everyone is as filthy as you just because you have a dirty mind."

"Think we’re framing you?" Michelle Fuller scoffed. "Fine. Open your purse."

Renee had texted her earlier, so she already knew Barbie Lowe had stolen Mr. Fuller’s antique teacup.

"By what right?" Barbie Lowe’s hand, clutching her Kelly bag, tightened. "You have no right to search my purse."

Renee spoke calmly, "Michelle, doesn’t Mr. Fuller’s study have security cameras? Let’s pull up the footage."

Michelle Fuller blinked, instantly catching on. "Oh, right! I almost forgot we could check the security footage. You’re the smart one, Renee."

Sean Fuller raised a hand and scratched his head, still wondering when Mr. Fuller had installed security cameras in his study. ’How come I didn’t know about this?’

Barbie Lowe’s heart skipped a beat, and panic seized her.

’Damn it, I made sure to check the whole room just now. I didn’t see any cameras!’

’Did they install a pinhole camera?’

Barbie Lowe swallowed hard, struggled internally for a moment, then stared resentfully at Renee and Michelle.

"Let me just pull up the security footage," Michelle said, making a show of taking out her phone.

Barbie Lowe closed her eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Enough!"

She unzipped her purse, pulled out a small teacup, and slammed it on the table with a chagrined expression, roaring hysterically, "Are you satisfied now?"

After yelling, she spun around to leave. But she was in such a hurry that she twisted her ankle in her high heels. She stumbled a few steps, failed to regain her balance, and took a hard tumble.

When Sean Fuller saw this, he hurried forward.

Michelle Fuller frowned at the sight.

Barbie Lowe was so angry her eyes were red. Just as she was about to get up from the floor, she suddenly felt a shadow fall over her.

She looked up and saw Sean Fuller’s handsome face.

A thought instantly flashed through Barbie Lowe’s mind: ’This moronic rich boy has a soft spot for me after all!’

"Sean..." she called his name softly.

Sean Fuller’s brows furrowed, his voice tinged with displeasure. "Barbie Lowe, I just remembered something. You still owe me a hundred thousand."

Barbie Lowe’s expression suddenly froze, a look of disbelief flashing in her eyes. "You..."

Michelle Fuller and Renee both breathed a sigh of relief.

’Thank goodness. The kid’s finally gotten smarter.’

"I’ll let the other money and gifts slide," Sean Fuller said seriously. "But you borrowed this hundred thousand from me. You have to pay it back."

Barbie Lowe scrambled up from the floor and shouted in anger, "Sean Fuller, are you even a man? How dare you ask me for money!"

"What does that have to do with anything?" Sean Fuller frowned, his voice growing stern. "Are you going to pay me back or not? If you don’t, I’ll post our chat history online."

"You!" Barbie Lowe pointed a finger at his face, her eyes filled with hatred. "You’re disgusting."

Sean Fuller raised an eyebrow at that, finding it funny. "Am I? More than you?"

’He actually didn’t mind that she was divorced with a son. What he couldn’t accept was her deliberate deception—claiming she’d never even been in a relationship before.’

Barbie Lowe was practically seething with rage.

Michelle Fuller shoved her phone in Barbie’s face, recording her. "Hurry up and pay my brother back."

"Stop filming!" Barbie Lowe roared, her face contorted with rage. She roughly yanked her phone out of her purse and, with a grim expression, transferred the hundred thousand to Sean Fuller’s WeChat. She glared at him. "Such a poor sport. A complete waste of my damn time!"

After saying that, she turned to leave again, and this time she didn’t fall.

Sean Fuller accepted the transfer, blocked Barbie Lowe on WeChat, then looked up, his eyes filled with disgust as he watched her retreating figure.

"Oh, little brother." Michelle patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "What would you do without us?"

Sean Fuller’s brows furrowed tightly, his lips pressed into a thin line. He felt awful and dejected. "I just want to be in a relationship. Why is it so hard?"

**

Renee left Mr. Fuller’s house and drove to a pet store near Linus Hollis’s house.

The four kittens from before were being boarded at the pet store, and it had been almost a week.

Renee planned to take them back to Eastgate Villa and find them good homes during her next livestream.

After a week of meticulous care at the pet store, the kittens had changed. Originally, they had been skinny, filthy, and their fur was a matted, tangled mess. While they weren’t exactly radiant now, they were much cleaner and tidier, and they had put on some weight.

The kittens were overjoyed to see Renee.

They thought they would never see her again.

Renee brought them home and said to Blueberry, "They’ll be staying with us for a while. They’ll leave when someone adopts them."

Blueberry wasn’t the jealous type anymore.

Hearing Renee’s words, it nodded its fluffy head and promised earnestly, "Don’t worry, Renee. I’ll definitely take good care of them."

"I trust you completely," Renee said, the corners of her lips turning up.

The four kittens used to be strays and didn’t have their own names.

Renee gave them temporary names for now. Once their new owners came along, they could be given more fitting names.

**

The scorching midsummer sun poured through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, but Aria Sinclair felt a damp chill all over her body.

Lately, she had been listless and would often stare blankly into the distance.

She was thinking about Renee Jennings, about her biological daughter.

’Why would fate play such a cruel trick on me...’

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK—Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Aria Sinclair didn’t seem to hear it.

A moment later, there was another knock on the door.

Aria Sinclair pulled herself from her thoughts and slowly turned around.

She opened the door to see Zoe Morgan’s beaming face.

Aria Sinclair pursed her lips into a smile. "Vivi, you’re here."

"Sister-in-law," Zoe Morgan said with a light laugh. "I hope I’m not disturbing you?"

"I already took my afternoon nap," Aria Sinclair said coolly. "Don’t you have work today? What brings you here?"

"Sister-in-law, you forgot. Today is Saturday, my day off," Zoe Morgan said as she walked in.

She had originally planned to come last week but had to go on a last-minute business trip. She only got back to Zenvia yesterday.

"I forgot," Aria Sinclair said, as if suddenly realizing. "So it’s the weekend already. I’ve lost track of time."

Zoe Morgan smiled. "Sister-in-law, have you been in a bad mood lately?"

"Who told you that?" Aria Sinclair asked.

"Who else would I have heard it from?" Zoe Morgan’s tone was tinged with resignation. "From your precious daughter, of course."