"July," Renee Jennings said, reading the username from the public chat. "Is what you said true?"
July sent a request to join the video call.
Renee accepted the request, and a dignified, beautiful face appeared on the split-screen—the kind of face that radiated an air of classic, noble beauty.
"Hello, July. Do you really know 'Not Green Tea, Red Tea' from just now?"
[Damn, the wife is this beautiful, and he still went looking for that Number Three with the manufactured look? Is he blind?]
[Stay gorgeous and single, pretty lady!!! Ditch that lousy guy!]
[Let the scumbag and the homewrecker be stuck with each other.]
July smiled faintly, her voice gentle. "Hello, Ms. Jennings. That woman is the one who came between my husband and me. I couldn't possibly be mistaken."
Renee nodded lightly. "Well, that's quite a coincidence."
"Actually, Ms. Jennings, I watch your streams often," July said.
