Holy shit! What's all this, huh? We need to talk, like right now!
I lean back, grinning. "Well, aren't you a regular detective, Mom? What's next? A background check?"
pulls out her phone and starts scrolling through pictures Oh, you bet I am, WhimsicalLakes. And trust me, these pictures will make your jaw drop.
I chuckle, leaning forward to see the pictures. "Wow, Mom. You sure have a collection there."
scrolls through the pictures, pointing at one Take a look at this, WhimsicalLakes. This guy you're dating was caught wearing nothing but a feather boa at a local club.
I snort with laughter, slapping my knee. "That's... something else, Mom. Where did you find these?"
smirks Oh, you know me, WhimsicalLakes. I've got connections. Let's just say I have a friend who owes me a favor.
I raise an eyebrow, looking at you closely. "A friend, huh? How intriguing."
As Marilyn continues to show Harper the pictures, Harper starts to doubt the authenticity of the evidence and suspects that Marilyn has staged everything.
I squint suspiciously, holding up a picture. "Mom, are you sure these are real? They seem a bit too... convenient."
puts her phone down and leans back Convenient? WhimsicalLakes, I assure you these pictures are as real as it gets. My source wouldn't lie to me.
I shrug, a mischievous smile playing on my lips. "Alright, Mom. If you say so. Just remember, I'm always two steps ahead."
leans forward, locking eyes with Harper Two steps ahead, huh? Well, WhimsicalLakes, I hope you're ready for a battle because I'm bringing out the big guns.
I smirk, crossing my arms. "Oh, this should be good. Bring it on, Mom."
stands up abruptly Alright, WhimsicalLakes, buckle up because we're going on a little trip.
I tilt my head, curious. "A trip? Where are we going, Mom?"
grabs her coat and heads towards the door We're going to confront this guy at his place, WhimsicalLakes. I'm sick of playing games.
I stand up quickly, blocking your way. "Confront him? Mom, are you sure that's a good idea?"
glares at Harper, her voice full of determination WhimsicalLakes, I've made up my mind.
I sigh, running a hand through my hair. "Fine, Mom. But remember, I'm watching your back."
narrows her eyes, determined WhimsicalLakes, don't you worry about me. I can handle myself. Now, let's go and put this guy in his rightful place.