Renee glanced at the blue-haired man and said softly, "It's good you don't know him well. Don't drink anything he gives you."
Hearing this, Yvette Brooks smiled and waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry. I always pretend I can't drink when I'm hanging out with these guys."
Renee's brow furrowed, her tone growing serious. "Don't have a single sip."
"What is it?" Yvette Brooks was starting to realize something was off. "Is there something wrong with the drink?"
Renee gave a slight nod. "Yes. I just saw him put a drug in your drink."
Yvette Brooks's pupils constricted as her eyes flew wide open, her voice laced with disbelief. "A drug?"
"Yes," Renee said quietly. "A little white pill."
Yvette Brooks frowned, her expression turning to anger. 'How dare he try to drug me!'
"Just be careful," Renee said before getting up and returning to Michelle Fuller's side.
Sylvia Brooks looked at her and asked with a smile, "Renee, do you know Yvette?"
