Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations

Chapter 487: Chapter 487: A Menacing Visitor

”Thank you for letting me stay tonight.”

Upon hearing the water in the bathroom stop for a moment, and the sound of footsteps approaching, Hailey Hale, who was flipping through a comic on the sofa, spoke.

Finn Morgan wore a white bathrobe with long sleeves and a length down to his calves, wrapping himself tightly.

In stark contrast to her appearance.

”Come here!” She glanced back, showing him the comic’s autograph page, ”I’ll perform magic and make the author’s autograph appear! This will be the only one of its kind in the world! Consider it my thanks for letting me stay tonight! No need to thank me!”

To her surprise, Finn Morgan’s face changed, and he quickly stepped forward to snatch the comic book from her hands, glaring at the newly signed name with evident distress, ”Who told you to touch this?”

He was upset.

She blinked and explained, ”Don’t be mad, I guarantee this signature is real!”

Before Finn Morgan could question further, she quickly took out her phone and opened Weibo, ”Look, I am Hailey Hale!”

Finn Morgan didn’t believe it at all, ”This is too much!”

”This comic was published back when I was in high school!” she explained earnestly, ”It was just for fun back then, so only 500 copies were printed. The publisher gave me the signature pages, and I was lazy and didn’t sign any names.”

As she spoke, she noticed Finn Morgan was still upset.

She hurriedly manipulated her phone again, ”What’s your Weibo account? I’ll follow you, so you can see if I’m lying.”

Before Finn could answer, her cleverness led her to find him through Justin Kingston’s followers.

It was too easy to find; Justin only followed three people: Anton Miller, Mia Lane, and Finn Morgan.

When Hailey Hale followed Finn Morgan, his phone received a notification.

”Ah, we’re friends now.” The girl looked up, ”You were already following me?”

Finn Morgan took out his phone and opened it, seeing Hailey Hale’s account in his new followers, and it was an officially verified account with tens of millions of followers.

Finn had been her fan for a long time, but she hadn’t noticed.

He had followed her since high school, but she was truly lazy, with her latest post being from three years ago, announcing she was retiring.

”Do you believe me now?” Hailey Hale cautiously eyed him, unsure why his unhappiness made her inexplicably nervous.

After all, outside was a storm with thunder and lightning, and getting kicked out now would be bad.

”I believe you.” Finn put down his phone, looking at her, his eyes cooling from their previous warmth, ”But touching someone else’s things without permission is truly an impolite behavior.”

This demeanor was so much like the vibe Justin Kingston gave off; indeed, staying with someone for too long tends to make you like them.

”Sorry.” She apologized, but not sincerely, ”I’ll take note next time.”

As long as she wasn’t kicked out, admitting fault was no big deal, it wouldn’t cost her anything.

The night gradually deepened.

Torrential downpour lashed against the windows, especially noticeable on the high floors.

In Monica Usher’s apartment.

Five men were still waiting for Monica, having not said a word since they came in.

Barbara Sutton seemed free, but in reality, each cell in her body felt trapped, her whole nervous system was tense.

She hoped she’d return and yet hoped she wouldn’t.

Some of the men sat in chairs, some on the sofa, and one was standing guard behind the door.

They were silent, their expressions serious, clearly targeting Monica Usher.

Barbara was so frightened she barely dared to breathe, let alone ask anything.

Monica’s car had just parked, she turned off the engine and got out, taking the elevator from the underground garage upstairs.

After having two cocktails, she was slightly tipsy.

This feeling was the most comfortable, a bit tired, able to fall asleep right onto the bed, and stay asleep until daybreak.

Inside the elevator, she leaned against the wall, thinking that Mia might be snuggled in Justin’s embrace in slumber at this moment, her heart still felt sad, still missed him.

Ding, the elevator doors opened.

Walking out of the elevator, Monica Usher input the fingerprint code at her door.