Lynn Miller looked at the strikingly handsome man in front of her and cheerfully explained, "Morgan's shirt got wet, so she's gone to change clothes."
It's the height of summer, the indoor air conditioning is on, the night breeze over the lawn is strong, and the shirt isn't hot. Renee Morgan had just been singing and dancing, her mood was high, and the sweat wouldn't stop.
"Alright, it's nothing. I'm just really grateful to her and thank you all." Miles Yates spoke sincerely.
Due to tense family relations, he hadn't celebrated his birthday for many years. Tonight's live stream would definitely be seen by his family, letting them know that he is doing quite well now, which made him very satisfied.
...
After greeting Lynn Miller, Renee Morgan went back to change clothes.
Midway she happened to meet Wendy Aldridge, who was also returning to change clothes, and the two walked together.
"Renee, I didn't expect your singing to be so good. Why don't you become a singer?" Wendy Aldridge sweetly asked.
"I prefer acting," said Renee Morgan.
"Ah, what a pity, I was thinking of introducing you to a record company." Wendy Aldridge sighed mournfully.
The two chatted as they quickly returned to the hotel. Renee Morgan's room was on the second floor, and Wendy Aldridge's was on the third. As they passed Renee Morgan's floor, Wendy Aldridge smiled and said, "Renee, can I take a look at your room?"
Renee Morgan lowered her gaze, the corners of her lips lifting into a slight smile, "Sure, I haven't cleaned it much though."
After Renee Morgan opened the door, Wendy Aldridge walked in ahead, glanced around, and went straight to the bathroom, "I drank too much tonight, may I use your bathroom for a moment?"
Renee Morgan hummed a reply without looking up, pulling out clothes from her suitcase.
Wendy Aldridge lifted her skirt as she entered the bathroom, not to relieve herself, but to carefully inspect the two towels she had given to Renee Morgan. Confirming they were indeed the ones she had gifted, a broad smile spread across her face.
The towels were damp, mixed with a fresh bath scent, indicating Renee Morgan had been using them.
When Wendy Aldridge emerged, Renee Morgan had already removed her makeup, her face covered with a cleansing mask. She looked up at Wendy Aldridge coming out of the bathroom, her expression serene.
Wendy Aldridge was about to leave but remembered something and sat down beside Renee Morgan with gentle concern: "This morning I heard you saying the hotel's bedsheets weren't clean, making you itch all over. Is it any better after applying ointment?"
Renee Morgan instinctively scratched her back, then reached to unbutton her wrist, revealing the red marks on her wrist. Whether it was due to scratching, the marks were raised and quite alarming.
Wendy Aldridge exclaimed in shock, "How did it get this bad?"
Renee Morgan exclaimed that it was terrible and hurried to grab the ointment from the table, applying it on the swollen spots, muttering, "It subsided this morning, why has it flared up again..."
Watching the anxious and frustrated Renee Morgan, the smile on Wendy Aldridge's lips silently widened and then swiftly returned to calm, "Your skin is too delicate. This small inn's hygiene isn't as good as the hotel. You didn't bring long-sleeved pajamas; I'll lend you a set."
"What about you?" Renee Morgan asked, somewhat embarrassed.
"I have several sets, all washed very clean," Wendy Aldridge explained.
This time, Renee Morgan smiled, standing up, "Then thank you, Wendy, I'll go with you to get them."
Wendy Aldridge wanted to refuse, she could bring them down herself, but Renee Morgan was already at the door putting on her shoes, so she swallowed her words.
The two went up to Wendy Aldridge's room on the third floor.
On the way, Renee Morgan suddenly received a phone call; she went to the bathroom to take it. When she came out, Wendy Aldridge had already packed the pajamas in a bag.
Renee Morgan gratefully thanked her, took the bag, and borrowed the bathroom for a moment as she urgently needed to relieve herself.
"..."
Inside the bathroom, Renee Morgan noticed that Wendy Aldridge's towel was the same one from the hotel, only it was very dry, with no signs of use.
From last night until now, Wendy Aldridge hadn't bathed, and in the morning, she must have used wet wipes to wash her face.
Renee Morgan didn't touch that dry towel; otherwise, it would easily arouse Wendy Aldridge's suspicion. She went to the shelf in front of the mirror, took down the toothbrush and wet wipes placed there.
She soaked the pajamas from the bag in water, rubbed them repeatedly, wrung out the water, then soaked the toothbrush and wet wipes in.
Whether it was bathing towels, wet wipes for the face, or the toothbrush, Wendy Aldridge would surely use one of them.
Renee Morgan thought of the severe allergy in her dream, realizing it wasn't just ordinary medicine. Once this stuff got on the skin, it would cause a widespread allergic reaction.
She wanted Wendy Aldridge to also experience the pain and discomfort of skin ulceration.
Counting the time, Renee Morgan retrieved the toothbrush, placed it back, then took the entire pack of wet wipes, poured out the excess water, wiped the outer packaging dry, and put it back in its original position.
After completing everything, she left the bathroom with the bag and bid farewell to Wendy Aldridge.
Wendy Aldridge couldn't wait for Renee Morgan to go back and shower, her face filled with a sweet smile, "Go back and take a shower and change your clothes. We still have to get back to the party."
They had returned midway to change clothes, but the party wasn't over yet, and they had to go back.
Renee Morgan responded, waved, and left with the bag.
By the time the party concluded that night, it was already past ten, and Renee Morgan returned to her room to shower before turning off her phone and immediately falling asleep.
Wendy Aldridge waited until one in the morning, and upon receiving the trending news draft from the other party, she perked up, checked it three times, then typed back, "It's written well; just these few pieces. No need to revise. Post it on the trending list at nine sharp tomorrow."
After waiting for a few minutes, the other party quickly replied, "No problem, the trending spot has already been booked. Once the draft is sent, it can be arranged at the designated time."
...
Renee Morgan woke up early, did a set of yoga exercises before starting to pack her suitcase. She had to enter the military camp this morning, and she put those two towels and pajamas together in a bag, tucked them into a corner of the suitcase.
The director's team distributed breakfast to everyone, and after breakfast, they gathered to prepare to get on the bus around nine o'clock.
Renee Morgan, waiting for the director's order to assemble, was completely unaware that the trending feed had already exploded.
Renee Morgan, being a newcomer, trended because Wendy Aldridge had paid for the trending spot, tying it to Miles Yates's birthday,
#Miles Yates Variety Show Debut#
#Miles Yates Birthday Party Newcomer Renee Morgan Actively Sings#
#Sweet! The Whole Internet Ships the Miles and Renee CP#
Shortly following were trending topics that appeared this morning, exploding in popularity, in just a dozen minutes, catching up with the Miles Yates birthday trend that had fermented overnight.
#Newcomer Renee Morgan Tops Actor Miles Yates#
#Newcomer Renee Morgan Acts Like a Diva#
#Renee Morgan Abandons Recording Last Minute!#
#Newcomer Renee Morgan Quits Filming; Wendy Aldridge's Tenacity is Admirable. How Can There Be Such a Big Difference Between Newcomers? #