Zachary Redgrave stared at Hannah Hale through the video call, his eyes widening with theatrical mystery. "Whoa, Hannah Hale, is that a guy behind you?"
Hannah Hale tapped the screen lightly with her fingertip, aiming the camera at Morgan Joyce. "He was a real hero last night. Went out for a business dinner and drank so much his stomach started bleeding."
"Bring the phone a little closer. I want to talk to them too."
Morgan Joyce wasn't wearing his glasses, so he couldn't see the two people on the screen clearly at all.
Hannah Hale stood up, walked over to Morgan Joyce, and handed him the phone. "You guys can talk. I'm going to go clean up the dishes."
"You can clean up later. Sit down, let's do this together."
Morgan Joyce shifted to the side, his gaze gentle as he looked at her. He had never once asked about her relationship with Nathan Redgrave.
"Okay, then."
